Nightmare

I wake up gasping; terrified
Skin in a cold sweat.
Same nightmare
Same faces
I saw you with her
Your arms caressing her
Her smooth face cupped in your loving hands
It kills me
A blade through my heard is less painful
I would rather die a thousand painful deaths
Than even think of you being with her.
The very idea of you with another
Brings tears to my eyes
And cries from my breaking heart