Too little, too late

Yup, it was a mistake, my transgression. It took me almost a month to realize it, but I now wish that I hadn't said "yes" to her that Easter Eve. Perhaps our marriage would still end, but not because I had to act so selfishly, with so much disregard for you, for us.

This mourning is most times unbearable; I have never wailed so deeply as I have this past week, like all of my love for you is pouring out.