Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Affair Over

Loving one who does not love back

Is what was happening to me.

At last he joined me for a snack

At a diner that used to be

An out of the way place to meet

And make plans for our love life,

Always quite secret and discreet,

To hide the affair from his wife.

But now with me he wanted out,

Called our relationship lewd.

I could not change his mind, no doubt,

And so I poisoned our food.

The truth of us would be supplied

After this murder/suicide.