Betrayed.

Lost for words.

At what he'd done.

I never thought this day would come.

Forever, is what you said.

Now you say that I'm better off dead.

What happened? I ask.

You say, you've been betrayed.

Confused and dazed.

I did nothing wrong.

But he insists on this 'betrayal'

Mistaken, for what?

He leaves.

I cry.

It was Our final goodbye.