I didn't want to hurt you but I meant to. Make that make sense. I may have been wrong but that was rude and that's where I drew the line. You wanted a relationship with two women, one you can sleep with and one you can use for intuitive, predictive answers. You are a great guy but you are not qualified to have women lined up at your feet when your old car is parked across the street. You are a good friend in retrospect but your masculinity needs space to grow and it is inappropriate to be in your life when I can sense your trophy wife's feelings towards me.
I have made my choice and it leaves you without a voice. Not my fault or my problem. You changed when you met her and I lost the tenderness I had in your friendship as well as the empathy in your heart for me. I became an option, not a necessity. You asked me not to forget you and I won't but you betrayed me. It took 2 years rather than 2 weeks or months but it happened. Taylor's known me for 7 years and she's the loyalist friend I've ever had. You lasted 2 years. I know my dad was right when I got pulled over down south after we left your residence. They asked me if I had a spouse after I left your house. I pointed to Mike and they balked at me with a grimacing stare but you can find that kind of judgement anywhere. They knew where the weed was in my purse, barely bothering to ask me to search it.
Things could have been worse but I finally broke the curse nominating me for betrayal. It took me another year to figure out what you did but as always, my dad was right. I always believed him but fooled you. I told you I'm a good actress and this isn't even my best dress. This is a mess but you get to fix it alone which won't fix it at all. Maybe I overreacted but my friends told me I didn't. I stood up for myself and I needed to. I had to draw the line because that impending drama was too unimpressed to join you when you were mine.
I don't even hate you but I won't tolerate your actions to my reactions anymore than I'll tolerate being disrespected by my son even when I deserve it. It was time to go. If we meet again in the future, I wish you the best of luck,much love and many blessings. Just don't forget the salad dressings.
A heart that knows you like mine does won't allow that conduct to recommend that it refill your free will to dominate thine own now. You aren't the king so I have no reason to bow to you but I will skip to the last part where you broke my heart when looks good kill. Don't underestimate the power the evil eyes has in it's written will. It will be better once I have burned your sulking love letters for the sake of something far better. I'm sorry for hurting you but you hurt me and your defense didn't even care. I put my feelings for you aside somewhere but I don't remember where. It's okay, they're better off there.
©️ SG Herring. 5/19/22
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