He called me disrespectful,

For a friend who came by while he slept,

A mutual bond, just a moment shared,

Yet in his eyes, I crossed a line, deep and kept.

But when he brought her,

Another woman into our space,

And let her linger, alone with him,

While I was gone, with no trace,

She sat beside him,

In our home, in our bed,

A silence filled the air where trust once lay,

While I was left with words unsaid.

He says my actions, a breach of trust,

Yet turns a blind eye to his own,

With double standards, and unspoken rules,

In a house once called our own.

How quickly the tables have turned,

In the name of love, or what we yearn,

But disrespect, it seems, wears many faces -

And trust, once lost, can never return