how it ends

she tells me
that he won't
leave his wife
for me, at least
i hope not. how
could i live
with myself
knowing that i
broke up that home,
the kids are so
young, the wife
doesn't have a
clue, at least
not yet, i mean
as far as i know.
and so, i ask
her, just how
do you think all
of this will
end, for you
and him, and
them. this love
affair, this
fling of yours,
and she sighs
and says, badly,
very badly,
i presume.