Today I saw a man make a lady cry.
I saw her tears roll down her cheeks as she could not understand what had come on her man.
She was so in love with him.
He had told her so! Countless times!
He had looked in her eyes and told her that nothing would ever separate them, ever!
He had whispered in her ears that he loved only one woman, her.
He adored only one person’s beauty, hers.
He wanted to spend the rest of his life with someone special, her.
She remembered all this in that moment, and started to wonder when the rain started beating her.
Today I watched as she let another tear fall as she thought of how much she loved him.
How she had shunned the likes of Henry, Davy and Mike, three hot dudes who,
Individually, had asked her out before he had come along.
How she had spared her special gift for someone she truly believed deserved it.
How she had refused to heed the warning of her friends who had told her not to trust him fully.
They had said that he had that playa look; she did not listen. Then again, she never used to.
Today I watched as another tear fell as she reminisced the times that she spent in his arms.
Today I watched as she shed a tear and wished that I could take her and just re-assure her.
I wish I could tell her that one man’s whore is another man’s queen.
She deserved better.
She deserved someone who would take her in his arms and shower her with
Affection like she had never experienced before.
She had to be told.
She desperately needed to be told.
Today as I watched this beautiful woman cry her eyes out, I pondered.
Who is this man who was making this beautiful lady so heartbroken?
Who was this beast that was taking a precious human being for granted?
Who was this selfish, uncaring and ungrateful ingrate who did not give a damn about anyone else except himself?
Today as I watched the dear lady cry, I realized that the man was me.