Today, when I look at you, so many questions pop in my head.
‘Why did you do it?’
‘How were you able to hide it from me?’
‘How could you say you loved me while holding someone else’s hands?’
‘HOW COULD YOU SAY YOU LOVED ME?’
‘What did it feel like? Saying ‘I love you’ to two different women. And having two different women say they loved you back.’
And you know what I feel while rehearsing those questions in my mind? Hatred. And the pain that I feel just makes me want to hate you even more. I want to hurt you so bad… Hurt you twice or even more than what I feel…
Today is one of those rare days that I despise you. Today is one those rare days that I feel I’m better off without you.
So. Please. God. Stop the anger that’s building up inside of me. Stop whatever this is. Help me make peace with my past…