Restoration

As I sat on the couch hopeless and in despair. I sat with faith, and patience, hoping that I would hear that familiar knock on the door. As days turned into nights and nights turned into weeks hope of your return turned into anger. Knowing that I have to be strong for my children. Walking away without a goodbye is what hurts the most. Though it has only been a few weeks since your departure. The aroma of your presence remains. When I’m here left wondering what you’re doing, I can imagine you and your family snickering, rejoicing, dancing with satisfaction over all the pain I had to endure being with you. Evilly you plotted against me, with kisses of deception. I had planned to take a vow before God with you, only to find out you were the son of Satan. Lifeless is how you left me. Restored is what I am now.