I finally met your “Married Man” -
no more than
an apparition until now.
Went to your office to
drop off presents for
a baby shower we were attending.
That's when I saw him sitting
in your car,
talking earnestly, arm around you.
I tried to reason with my emotions.
How could I hate someone
I didn't know?
You liked him and I loved you.
Parked across the street,
I was unsure of what to do.
Then I decided to meet
Married Man once and for all -
walked over to your car and rapped on
the window.
You looked ten shades of mortified,
rolled down the window with a whispered...