Tuesday, 26 February 2013

the other other woman.

i guess there's a reason i was sent for the course.

to be away from you.

to finally see what kind of a person you are.


i can't believe the very person i made friends with at the course is my competition. there she was, all smiles with me, making little jokes, eating at the same table, going out shopping together, and yet she was a threat.

it hurts me to see her sitting right in front of me, clutching her phone tight, waiting for a message reply on her phone so excitedly, only to see your name plastered on her phone screen. the very nickname that supposedly only for me to call you. and what hurts me most is that you dared to double task me and her at the same time. wow, that is some good multitasking skill you have, mister.

i was suspicious when you knew where i was, down to the ride that i was on, when i had never mentioned where i was in the conversations. but you refused to answer when i asked how you knew. i bet she's the one who told you.

the evidence was right in front of me, the least you could have done was tell me the truth. but you dare say that you don't even know her. BULL-fucking-SHIT.

you don't know her????

YOU DON'T KNOW HER?????

then how the fuck in hell did you get her number?
how the fuck in hell could she have a long page of conversation messages with you on her phone?
how the fuck in hell could she call you by a fucking pet name??

let me guess. it's just the same way you got mine. the same way you got me hooked on you. the same way you made me think i was special. God knows you've probably bed her too... and you've probably told her she was the only one too.

i've told you i'm not about to be part of your little collection. telling me that i wasn't is just another lie you threw my way. you thought i was stupid. i CHOSE to be stupid for you.

i don't want to compete for you. i've had enough. it's a game i know i'm not ever going to win. because no matter how hard i try to please you, in the end it's not like i'll ever have you. you're already taken by someone who doesn't even have to fight for you. the one you're willing to travel a thousand miles for. so here i am, i'm walking out from the game. go ahead, keep messaging that other other woman, keep telling her she's wonderful, keep her around. because i won't be.

i'm done with you. i'm sorry.

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