The First Situation: I'm in love with Mr. A. I fell fast, and I fell hard. The passion between us was so electric you could just about see the sparks jumping from our bodies when we got close to each other. I have never felt more passion for a man. I thought that passion would make us indestructable. Instead, I'm licking my wounds, as he prances around town hunting for his next chew toy.
Am I really still that naive? Do I have a sign on me somewhere that says "Fuck me everyway possible"? I can't believe that I've been completely conned by someone. And I still go to bed and wake up thinking and wishing for him. I long to hear his voice, see his face, feel his skin and breath.
The Second Situation: Mr. B. fell in love with me, even though he knew that I was still in love with Mr. A. I hate that someone is feeling the feelings I feel. Lost, lonely and unloved. How I get myself in these most difficult and delicate situations, I don't know, and I only wish I had a clue as to how to alleviate, or avoid them all together.
Mr. A. is still in my heart. I bet I'm barely a beat in his.....
