As You Sat At That Table: a poem

I heard about it many days after the deed was done-
Before hearing that I wasn't, It thought I was the only one-

I know now that I'm just a man and not a lucky king-
What felt like something struck in stone, now feels just like a fling-

You cheapened it with tainted words and actions just as cold-
This last thing, though, I never thought that you would be as bold-

You may have not laid next to him or shared a kiss that night-
But what you did still cut so deep, it still just wasn't right-

As you sat at that table, you claimed you thought of me-
But when you looked across the table, what man did you see?-

Had I met another woman, to share my smiles and laughter-
You'd call me a liar and a coward then a cheater after-

But as you sat at that table, did you consider me?-
Did you think for a moment how angry I would be?-

Did you stop before you met him to tell him you could not?-
Did you tell him of our love or was that what you forgot?-

Our table though sits empty, our laughter goes unheard-
To think that I believed in you, believing every word-

Just know that lines are there for reasons , that you should have known-
The table sits as a reminder of love you should have shown-


-Table for one
-Jalil