Never again will I feel my husband’s lips as he kisses me goodbye. He’s gone. He left me because I fell in love with another man. Like my husband, Michael is a good man. How could a wife thief be a good man? I’ve asked myself that question many times, but he only took what I gave him so how is he bad? All I know is my guilt over the whole situation is killing me.

Not in the thirty eight years since I met my husband have my eyes ever looked at another man. Now, they only see Michael and I don’t know what to do. What is wrong with me? How can I betray my spouse like I have? But I can’t help it. I’m drawn to Michael like a moth to a flame and now because of it, I’ve lost my husband.

Michael and I knew each other over a year before we began seeing each other romantically. We soon fell in love. It’s not that hot burning love I have with John, but it’s love none the less and it is special. Michael’s situation is similar to mine. He is still in love with his wife and doesn’t want to give her up. I didn’t want to let John go either, but the choice is no longer mine. John is gone now, never to return.

When we married, John promised before our family, friends and God that as long as I was his, he would love me and no other. He reinforced that promise every day by giving me a gentle kiss on my forehead as he got out of bed. During the week he had to wake up early because of his job and the long commute. He was out of the house long before my alarm went off. His waking before me carried into the weekend so every morning for over thirty five years he kissed me like that.