Not Worth It

He saved you, the blue you,
Loved all of your faults, the true you.

He swore his faithfulness,
Promised it was overdue you.

For a time, thus it was.
His love began to renew you.

You found him in her arms,
Anger and hate overgrew you.

Your warm heart turned to ice,
The lies he'd told cutting through you.

Please, LeeAnn, don't do it,
He is not worth that gun to you!

A Ghazal poem written in a 6-8 syllabic pattern.