I didn't lie about my marriage

I didn't lie about my marriage

I just knew I had to fake it 
until we 
made it

I didn’t know any other option 
than to 
make it

I didn’t know that
he was 
making it 

with someone else

(Let me know what kinds of poems you’d like to see! More poems processing my divorce? My shifting faith? My hot or lukewarm takes on important things? Poems filled with general merriment? I’d love to hear from you!)