Tuesday, September 10, 2019

COWARDS WAY OUT

     I can only come up with two explanations as to my actions this past week. One, I have truly been given a gift from God to be open-minded and have a big ass heart, or scenario number two, I'm dumber than a box of rocks. I haven't decided yet which. So I was told by a certain person that his fling had gone to Orlando to go to rehab. I know him so I knew better. So I decided to take matters into my own hands. And just as I suspected, rehab was not in her plans.
But to my surprise, she did go to Orlando. It was just another attempt to get one over on me which didn't work. They both forgot that I learned from the best and could sense deceit a mile away when it came to him. I did, however, get something truthful out of him for once, he finally admitted that he slept with her. The next day I received a message from her stating that she needed to see him one last time to say goodbye. He told me the same thing. I told them both that the three of us should all sit down to get some closure. I already knew the answer but I was curious to hear her response. And just as I suspected there was none. A short time later though Bryant came into the room telling me that she was meeting him outside to say goodbye. Why in the hell must you insult my intelligence I thought, thinking that I'd believe him. "I won't even get into the car," he said. Uh-huh. I wasn't surprised when an hour went by and he was nowhere to be found. And his phone was off as well. Big surprise there too. He was off with her again thinking that I had bought their pathetic goodbye story. The next day came and I started to truly feel like shit. Ashamed that I had let it get this far and that I could love someone so cruel. The day went on and I felt even worse not knowing where to go from there. When nightfall came and after taking a few too many Seroquel I retreated into a fog, almost unaware that he had shown back up. And when I awoke the next day feeling even worse, I looked around at a now-empty Florida room where his things once were. The coward had moved all his things out while I was out cold. Unbelievable. 

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