Love Don't Live Here Anymore

Two weeks and one day after the divorce he found someone online and started dating.
Two weeks and one day?
He said he was lonely.
I couldn't breathe.

Everything started to spiral out of control again.

Then the truth came out.

It wasn't work that you hated.
It was me.
You had been mad at me for 6 out of the 7 years we were married.

You gave your reasons for being so enraged with me.  I just sat there with my mouth open.
What do you mean that 6 out of 7 years you harbored ill feelings towards me?
Starting out small and letting it fester to the point that anger dominated all emotions you had for me.
But never telling me.  Letting me believe it was all work related.

You knew 6 years ago that you wanted out?

And yet you stayed, waiting for what?
Laying next to me each night holding my hand.
Watching me spin in circles trying to make you happy.  So we could be happy.
Sacrificing my own happiness for yours.
Believing you when you said it wasn't me.

I had no reason to doubt you.  And even when I questioned it you assured me I was incorrect.

And now you tell me you single-handedly sabotaged our relationship?
That you purposely didn't tell me what was going on because you didn't want me to fix it?
Is that why you didn't want to try, because you knew all along you were going to divorce me?

So all of it was a lie?
How am I suppose to swallow that?
You have already taken away so much from me and now you've taken my memories too?

It is so hard to believe that love don't live here anymore...
and apparently hasn't for a very long time.