Had multiple oppertunitys in life, cheating is one of them, but whether or not you go that route is a lifetime decision. If you don’t, you get cheated on, If you do, no one will forget or forgive you for it, Including yourself.

This poem I wrote after my Scottish wife and her children, moved in with a man( I use the term man loosely for him) she met at college, whom she was having an affair with. This man doesn’t work, and he cheated on his first life, like my scottish wife had cheated on me and on her other two Husbands and countless boyfriends, and one day she wrote me, that he was more than a man than me.

This poem I wrote, and why the reason I divorced my Scottish Wife.

Trying to write down the way I seem to feel is now hard for me when I think of you and the love we used to share but with the memories comes the ability to write the words I struggle to say.

The ongoing story of a young woman with a unique perspective on life.

A question I ask but an answer I am afraid to hear.

Fraud has destroyed this nation.

I wrote this last year when my boyfriend and I broke up.

Was in a relationship where he cheated… and it did crazy things to my self esteem.

This isn’t my life but about a man who loves his wife yet cannot yet come back to her after her infedility.