Once a player always a player, they say, as though repeating

this sentiment somehow makes it true. Similarly, old dogs and new tricks are a

match made in Hell. It then becomes no surprise that so many of us fail, as

society centres on concepts that leave little room for repentance. Why would a

leopard attempt to change when its spots are permanent, when it can just resign

to its fate instead? Change can only occur when coupled with a desire so strong

it could move mountains. Growth is possible if we accept our flaws and then

still humbly strive to blossom. We are reminded so often that we cannot

transcend that this self-fulfilling prophecy leaves little room to make

amends.

The cowardice of cheaters is

worse than any other disease, in that it ravages trust so badly that it could

reduce even the hardest stones to dust.

The focus is misplaced as every part of the act itself is scrutinized,

when the antecedents or emotions involved are ignored, as though they are unworthy

of being analyzed.

As someone who has

been unfaithful in the past, I can attest that the razor sharp guilt that comes

with it results in too many sleepless nights.

The fights that develop could all have been avoided if communication had

not died, if only the flame of love had stayed alive.

We ultimately decide whether we want to stray

from honesty, the masters of our own domains, we have the choice to honour our

promise of monogamy.

The social death

that occurs from the act is akin to being excommunicated; as though, isolation

is the only way for our sin to be redeemed.

A witch hunt of sorts ensues whose only goal is execution as if we must

be burned at the stake for being unable to learn from our mistakes.

Evolution has been proven if we can break

free from the prison of our own thoughts; life has provided us with a wonderful

opportunity to learn.

I will not be

broken by the disproval of peers or society as I have learned to rise above,

opting to change my ways instead.

Free

from the reins of dishonesty, I have reached a level of bliss that my past could

never have achieved.

I am inaccessible

to infidelity as the examination of my suffering showed me the path to

righteousness.

Honesty is now the only

foundation upon which I would ever build a home, as openness in love and life

rarely result in hearts broken by lascivious lust.

Society chastised me by perpetuating proverbs

that wanted for me to fail; my resilience on my journey to understand myself is

what finally helped me prevail.