He left me. He split my heart in two.
His last words were, “We are through.”
I thought that was the worse he could do.
But, the scars my first left were physical too.


Once, the love we had made me smile.
But, now I am not able to have a child.
Back then the consequences seemed so mild.
This can’t be real, it is all too wild.

My husband shakes his head, “How can you be so dumb?”
Almost identical last words, “We’re done.”
More than anything, I wanted to be able to give him a son.
Look at all of the damage I’ve done.

Now, I’m alone in my hospital bed,
Mocking myself with ‘what could have been’ in my head.
To think of what happens now, I dread.
I would have never seen this ahead.

All I can do is pray that no one ends up like me.
Pray that you will see,
Love can have a price, it isn’t always free.
Abstinence is key.