I wrote this for my father, his betrayal still breaks me.

I know this might come off as irritating to some of you, and I’m sorry if it does—but I’ve been carrying this heaviness in my heart for a long time. My father cheated on my mother, and while she keeps going like nothing happened :(.

It’s hurtful to me. I needed to let some of it out, so I wrote something for him. A small poem, more like a letter he’ll never read. I don’t want sympathy or advice, I just needed a space to put it out there.

You knew what you were doing.
You weren’t confused.
You weren’t lost.
You just didn’t care.

You lied, you cheated,
and watched her break—
but you still slept fine,
like love meant nothing.

You never flinched.
Never apologized.
You just kept going,
like her pain was invisible.

And I swear,
in this life, or any life after,
I’d rather die alone,
rot in silence,
grow old with no hand to hold,
than ever end up with a man like you.

You are everything I never want.
Everything I pray to be spared from.
If being alone is the price,
then so be it.

Because if love looks like you—
I want none of it. Ever.