Former Mrs. Perfect, A housewife and mother broke up her home to go be with another. She used to wake up at the crack of dawn for cooking and cleaning, to take care of the lawn. Then one sunny day she had to step out, to finish their supper she needed sauerkraut. But when Mrs. Perfect arrived she got so much more than she ever bargained from the grocery store. Walking to the cashier in a yellow sundress, she dropped a glass jar that made a huge mess. So a clerk was announced to clean up aisle three, and when she saw him her heart fluttered with glee. He smiled and said: "Let me take care of that." Mrs. Perfect stood speechless while he tried to chat. "Haven't seen you before. Are you new in town?" "No," replied the woman, "I just don't get around." He wrote down his number a few minutes later, which she called that weekend to meet at the theater. They sat in the dark real close holding hands, though she barely knew a thing about this man. Then they drove to his house for just a few drinks, each just wondering what the other one thinks. And so one thing had lead to another, Mrs. Perfect no longer a good wife and mother.
Your world has become revolved around lies, such apologetic routines have become empty. I guess my soul is too trusting and you like to take advantage of that. Running around, head spinning, nowhere to hide. You have left a black hole in the middle of my heart that can never be repaired. I only hope that one day you too, will feel my pain.