It's like right from wrong becomes irrelevant when it comes down to the person you love. You know you're not being treated how u should but you ignore it, due to pure fear of loosing them or simply not having them. I know I should be number 1 but I'm accommodating to less than that because of love? Is it love? Or is it the desire of something forbidden. This pain is paralyzing. I need her. I want her. If I think about how her arms, How her body completely held mine I can still feel it. I can still smell her scent. I cry. The exact same tears I shed as she held me. Emotional overwhelment. difference is, I'm actually alone. She's not holding me anymore. She has her own person. So she can survive without me. I was just a distraction. Yet she still acts and Perseus and brainwashes me as if I were superior to her number 1. It's all so messed up, it's all so degrading, and simply wrong, And I am choosing to ignore it. Which is also wrong. But how could I not talk to her? How could I cut her out when she's crawled in so deep. I need to get her out. And keep her out. I am not the other woman. I have my flaws. But my potential is not of thee to be in this position. So I scream "**** her I don't need her I can do this"
In hopes of one day believing it. Maybe one day her voice won't make me melt. Maybe one day this will all just be a memory just as every other person, who has come into my world and left with pieces leaving me with less of myself. Maybe.