• Cheater, Cheater

    by  • July 25, 2011 • Cheating • 1 Comment

    They tried to warn me. Everyone. But I loved you. And whether you want to admit it or not you loved me too. We were inseparable, you and I. We would watch movies with my little brother. He still misses you. You were his role model. So not only did you break my heart but my family’s.

    She isn’t even pretty. I know I’m better than her. In every way there is. I know I should be upset you cheated on me but really, I’m just disappointed you couldn’t have given me someone to be jealous of. Because I’m not.

    I pity you, you stupid, blind, idiotic asshole. I don’t want for you to pay. Because I can see your life laid out. Maybe you’ll marry her and have fat little kids that will cheat on their girlfriend’s. Maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll find someone for me to be jealous of. I doubt it, though.

    You promised you wouldn’t break my heart. We watched The Notebook together. I made you pinky promise you would never break my heart like that. But you broke your promise. I’m broken. I’m in love with you. You’ll always have a small part of my heart that you can call your own.

    But that small part is nothing to be proud of. It’s small and chipped and battered and bruised, just how I feel. I could have been your forever. I would’ve done it without question. I’m glad I didn’t. It was better that we weren’t married and didn’t have kids but I could just approach you about it and dump your cheating ass.

    Good luck in life, cheater. Because that’s all you’ll ever be.

    One Response to Cheater, Cheater

    1. Hannah
      July 26, 2011 at 7:08 am

      Happens to the best of us.

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