Don't cry for me. It's my own fault. I haven't brought her candy or roses in years. The last time fresh flowers were in the house it was a sickly looking group that I picked out, but she paid for. I have not told her that I adore her in months. I haven't grabbed her face and looked deep into her bright blue eyes and whispered "I love you" in I don't know how long.2
My wife is cheating on me.3
My wife is Cindy. She's 45 and I guess she's having a mid-life crisis. Our children, Bobby age 17 and Daphne age 15 are almost grown and they don't want her around anymore. I think they ignore her as much as I do, but it's okay for them because they are teenagers. I'm an adult and I'm a man I should be in the mood to make love to my wife when she wants to. I should kiss her legs and arms and whisper over and over how much I love and need her. But no, I'm a selfish bastard. Don't feel sorry for me. I really am.4
My wife is very intelligent. She must have been cheating on me for about six months. That's how long these changes took to occur. Six long, short months. Six months is long enough to ruin your spouse's life, six months is short enough to make yourself beautiful and happy.5
Maybe I should take her in my arms tonight. Have candles placed around the bedroom and fight for my love. I do so love her. I just forgot how to show it. I didn't realize that after twenty years of marriage she'd still need to be reminded. I just forgot.6
So, that's what I'll do. I will go out and buy new pink sheets for the bed. I hate pink but it's her favorite color and this night isn't about what I need. Then I'll put on the special flowery bedspread that I always complain about. It's too girly I would say. Damn, I'm selfish. I should have been more caring. Then she wouldn't be cheating on me. I'll put fresh roses around the room and light candles of every shape and size. I'll take her in my arms, lead her to the bed and whisper in her ear telling her how much I love her.7
As soon as she walks in the door she's mine, I'll make her forget about him. I will!8
This is what really happened when she arrived home that night:9
Cindy come's in the door tears streaming down her pretty face. "Robert, we need to talk." Then she breaks down and my God, she's never been more beautiful to me in my life.10
My own eyes cloud up with tears. "Honey, I know, I know you're having an affair, it's okay baby, please. Say we can work through this. I love you so damn much, please baby, don't ever leave me." I am heaving tears now. I can't breathe. I need my Cindy with me forever damn it. Nobody's going to take that away from me!11
Or...so I thought. Damn I can be so selfish and arrogant. You really have no idea of what pain is until you've heard what I heard next.12
"Robert," She says, actually laughing at me, "Darling...I am not cheating on you."13
"Well, what then? What is making you change before my eyes? What? Tell me, please, we can save our marriage." I long to curl up into a fetal position and forget the world. That's all I want, God, make me disappear.14
"Well, I have been seeing someone, I guess you could say" Cindy mutters glancing at the floor.15
"Who? Please just tell me! I need to know" I said, silently thinking whoever it is will be very hurt soon.16
"Robert, Darling...I have uh..well...I have Breast Cancer. I didn't want you to have to deal with it so I've been doing the treatments alone." Cindy says. Then she falls to the floor. It is obvious she's glad to have this secret revealed.17
And for me? All I can think is fuck!!! Why isn't she just cheating on me???18
Author notes
This is for all the women who have suffered. I am so sorry for your pain.
October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Go get tested women Please!
I just wanted to tell everyone who featured this thank you so much and this isn't a true story. I'm not a man, I don't have a wife. I don't have children named Bobby and Daphne. I'm so glad that you all took something away from my story and to those who suffered from this or are now, my most sincere prayers go out to you.
I don't know why I wrote this or where it came from I was just cooking dinner last night and it hit me. I felt a strong urge to write it down.
What did you think? Please comment!
Comments
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Thank you for that comment it was wonderful to read it!!!
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Aww wow, that was an amazing story! Espically the last line..but it held so much more depth that the struggles of breast cancer. It told of the struggles of marrige, and people letting it get stagnent - because they do. It told of an unselfish loving wife, who sticks by him no matter how much she is ignored. There was so much dedication and insight in this poem.
Annnd - the fact that you made her more gorgeous AFTER she'd be diagnosed with breast cancer..that was beautiful. Well done, very..very well done. -
this is a really great write... I had so much anger built up during the whole read... just what I need more anger lol... but this was very well written none the less and you kept my attention the whole time. Great write. Keep writting
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Thanks but, um, well...this isn't a true story. I'm a female, I don't have a wife. I think my bf would be shocked if I did. I would be too. LOL Thanks for reading though.
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wow nice job in expressing yourself. Many people don't realise how often there loved once need to be reminded they are loved. Sounds like the marriage is in alot of trouble. Good luck and may your wife be healed.
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Great writing.
A great little story to help get a point across. All along you think its about one thing when it's realy about something entirely different. I think the 2 points in the story tie in well with each other. Too often we take our relationships for granted assuming that they will always be there for us and in a lot of cases we also take our health for granted assuming that just because we feel ok then everything is ok. I guess it's just not about raising awarness for breast cancer but more a message that we should maybe go for more annual checkups in general. Something to think about anyway. Great writing. -
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This was the best thing I've read in weeks... my wife and I have been having some problems dealing with monogamy, her having an online lover whom she still plans to visit and me kicking myself for allowing fate to kick my ass rather than kick back... but things have a way of working out when you love someone enough, and even if it's not the solution you had in mind at least you can take heart in the fact that love can be hated, hidden, weakened, forgotten, and strained beyond the breaking point, but it never really dies, even if our flesh does. Well deserved claps for you! -
hugs her Sometimes we just need to cry for no reason
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Thanks sweetie, it's okay...I'm crying because well I don't know why. So everythings blurry anyway.
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yea up until that last line is where i wanted to be violent...then i was like..wowo....woo hoo and golly...it is touching, heart wrenching and i hope, and pray that someone, anyone will say..alrighty time to squish the twins...
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This was wonderful Misty. I really enjoyed it...and the end really got to me. I hate breast cancer, I only hope that we can cure it. This was a very well written piece, god mommy and sorry im not writing much more, im so tired and my eyes hurt
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The thing is is that he just wishes she was cheating on him instead of having breast cancer. He would rather her do that than suffer. It's a love story just a very very sad one. Thanks for reading. It was tough to write so I'm sure it would very tough for you to read. And...I'm sorry for that. I really am.
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i swear when i finished reading this, before i read your comment i wanted to bash your face in...but in light of your comment, and considering that my great grandmother, grandmother died of breast cancer, my aunt and my cousin are both survivors..thank you very much for posting this.
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wow, this is wonderful.



