Betrayal came easily to her.
She bed three men in the time it took-

"You betray yourself."

-her husband to come home.

"The war was long, and you were dead."
"She grieved your breath, comfort led."
"Space was given, tears too hidden."

She approached them first!

"And still you fib."
"You unconscionable squid."
"Four were the years spent cold."

"Her time was spent with more lament than you or I could hold."
"This I know, this I'll swear."
"Now cease your lies, or hate you'll bear."

"Dead you are, far from warmth."
"Let her rest, loved once more."
"Let her breathe in peace."

I'll not, I can't. Not without chance:
I must hear these words from her.
...I must know her heart for sure.

"And so you tarry more."
"You fool! You sap, impossible ****!"
"Haunt her not, this love begot."

"Let us grieve her peace."