The Last Daybreak

     The roads we've taken were not easy, the struggles difficult and the mountains we've negotiated almost swallowed the last breath of hope in us. There were instances when we were torn to pieces, opting to go separate ways, decisive to reward each other chances for second chances. You could have chosen a comfortable, trend-setting life with dignified, highly respectable women who had pledged your happiness over their own. I  could had also chosen to grow old with the man who once captured my fantasies- himself building not only pedestals but kingdoms with my name as his final statement and purpose- inspiring, driving him to unpredictable heights of excellence.

     Yet, in our own free will, we hold on. We both chose to journey together, throughout the rough roads and the steepest climbs, making no promises,  recitals and confessions of love undying, as crooks often do, for we deemed those unnecessary, against the way our bodies meet and melt- in the stillness and quiet inherent in both dawn and dusk. Our envious detractors could only watch us in utter awe, unbelieving of their own failure to define and experience the ultimate joy of existence possible only to thinking HomoSapiens. You were too handsome for me, I was too smart for you, they claimed. But what can you expect to hear from the dumb, the fool and the ignorant?

     Then you committed this act. You confessed that you get yourself screwed up in a realm of greed and guilt possible only to men  and women devoid of self-esteem and self-respect.  You swayed in utmost ecstasy and danced with the silver clouds, unmindful of the mutilation of your body by a married woman, a grandmother at that, whose parameters of wisdom are the number of orgasms she attained with several equally married men, a woman whose cerebral inclinations are concentrated on the areas between her legs.  But she is your choice and your choices are not mine. You certainly deserve each other. I am, therefore, giving you every opportunity to pursue your choice because only the fulfillment of your choices and your full knowledge of such  choices will give meaning, dignity and definition of your being and existence. In your stolen moments, you were in the belief that your lover's bedroom acrobatics, which, admittedly, I fall short of, was holier than the entry of the Son of Man into the gates of Heaven. You worshiped the way she moved her lips along with the way she distorted truths to lies and joys to pain.. You allowed yourself to be captured under a marvelous spell ready to murder your wife and children on any hint of their interference. I certainly cannot fault you when you were on such a state, because you said, you were only human, unwittingly overwhelmed by the extravagance of a pleasure made real by an exceptional talent consistently developed since the woman's highschool days.

     As your wife, I admit and take full responsibility of my faults and failures, except one of the nature that could disgrace your honor as a man and husband. Perhaps, I was nowhere when you were in that crossroad. I will certainly not oblige you to proclaim forgiveness on my shortcomings. We don't owe each other stuffs like that, except the courage- this I earnestly pray- to admit that our union is not meant to last. Despite this tremendous pain, I will always remember you with kindness if you can allow me the space to redeem what is left of my dignity and self-worth. With your last shreds of honesty, I wish to see the world on a new perspective , let my heart and soul wander in  places undisturbed by the pain of betrayal and distrust- places where I can gift myself again the brilliance of a handshake from men and women who can define happiness less the stinking odor of lust, hypocrisy and lies...

     For the sake of the many wonderful things we shared, for our children whom you love with your life, I urge you to be the man  I met 30 years ago---a man unburdened by the sentiments of the world,  a man answerable to no one but his firm hold of his convictions, a man ready to draw blood for any harm caused  his dignity and honor.......only then can we hope for, at least , one more daybreak for the both of us.