You know, there were so many things that never added up. So many things I just wanted desperately to believe in. And that I knew weren't true. That I knew were wrong.
Tell me why, I still love him, even now.
Oh, I wouldn't talk to him. Not now. I wouldn't forgive him. Probably wouldn't trust him.
But give it a few weeks, a few months. The right explination. The right apology. The magical word.
I'm so angry - but not that he went back to her. I WANT them to be happy, because I want him to be happy. I don't see how it'll work, but like I said before, it's not my place to judge. I'm angry because neither one of them thought I deserved to know.
To her, I'm a woman who had an affair with her husband.
To him, maybe just a piece of ass. I don't know.
To me - I'm a woman who was doing her best to love HER man. i was his girlfriend, because he asked me to be.
crying sucks.
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