Before You Cheat On Her Know This

Jake Davies

Before you cheat, know this :

You will transgress her.
Like the violent shatter of glass as it crashes to the ground.

You will not just breach her heart.
You will break her trust.
You will transgress her spirit.
You will violate her joy.
You will violate her faith in love.
You will break her sense of self.

Before you cheat, know this :

She will not sleep–not through the night, as she counts the cracks in the walls at 3 am, seeking answers from a God she didn’t think she believed in.

She will not eat–not by choice, but because she can’t belly her reality or the believes of text and images that haunt the corners of her mind.
She will not smile–not because there’s nothing to smile for, but because she doesn’t know what these things are anymore.

Before you cheat, know this :

It will teach her to hear “You are beautiful, ” as “but not beautiful enough.”
It will teach her to hear “You are brilliant, ” as “but not brilliant enough.”
It will teach her to hear “You mean the world to me, ” as “but one person is not enough.”
It will teach her to hear “You are the love of my life, ” as “but I don’t love you enough.”

It will teach her to hear “You are enough, ” as “but you are still not good enough to satisfy me.”

Before you cheat, know this :

She will cry.
She will sit at her desk until 7:30 pm too embarrassed by tears streaming silently down her face to get up and go.
She will curl into a ball on her best friend’s living room floor, cheek pressed into the carpet–and rather than tell her to get up, he will sit down next to her and say, “I’m here.”
She will get a clod in her throat anytime she walks past places that used to be yours until she decides to avoid these places entirely.

She will rage.
She will snap at friends, family and colleagues for no apparent reason at all. When they are sting by her anger, her cheek will burn red with shame.

She will curse at her reflection as she’s brushing her teeth, and think if merely she were prettier, funnier, smarter–if merely she were more, it would have made a difference.
She will hurl a picture frame at the wall, and be too dumbfounded to clean the blood off her thumb when she cuts it picking up the pieces.

She will holler into the wind by the river, wondering what she did to deserve feeling this style, hoping her terms will carry far enough to be heard by someone–anyone–who can tell her.

She will not feel.
She will be turned by shock into the same stone she uses to build walls to keep people out.

She will be numbed in new ways that her hopeful heart had not known to be possible.

Before you cheat, know this :

Before you cheat, know this :

These are all avoidable.
You have a choice.
You can choose to walk away.
You can choose to let her leave, on her own accord.
You can give her a choice.

But if you cheat, know this :

You will violate her, but she will grow back stronger.

You will dim her sunlight, but she will glisten more brightly in the dark.

You will lower her expectations, but she will raise her standards.
You will cause her to hate, but she will find relief, release, and beauty in the breakdown.

You will crush her the notions of love, but she will never determine again.

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