The Pretender
2 months of hospitalization, your cries hoping i would get better.
6 weeks it took you to say you loved me, and wanted to be with me.
4 weeks we dated, i thought this time maybe a change?
No, i was wrong, you harmed yourself, and told me your parents casted you away.
I gave you my jacket to hide the fresh wounds, you smiled at me and said "thank you" i nodded as i slowly bowed my head, feeling empty and broke down, like something got snatched out of me....
December 27, 2014 the day we started a "new" beginning, January 1, 2015 i dumped you, why?
I found out you lied to my face from the very beginning, you took my heart making me believe i was happy, thanks to you i don't think i can be happy again.
You cheated with a fake and expected me to stay, "His" name was Alex, but wait she told in the messages "She" was a girl. You still dated her behind my back and broke my heart, you cheated once and said you would change. it turns out in the messages i read you told her, "i would do anything to be with you once again, i have a girlfriend already, but if we date, she'll be to dumb to realize...she's stupid either way, she has been in the hospital for 2 months and she doesn't even know what seems to be going on, in the world she won't suspect me anyway, i never even lover her. i know you are dating someone, but be mine again." I laughed in sadness as tears fell from my face, dumb? stupid? never loved? you only pretended to love me....you lied and cheated yet, your still begging for me, it's funny how you were so desperate for me in the beginning but, i should have realized you only wanted me for sex and for your own sense of happiness. That's okay, cause i won't fall for you again, i actually know what's going on, i did suspect you. that's why i had the password to all your social media, the reason i left you to use my email, but no, i'm stupid, i'm dumb. that's alright, cause i hope your happy screwing everyone over, i have god and i don't need disrespectful people in my life, i won't play your game.
Your just the pretender, the offender, your very bitter not sweet, you ruin the taste in me. I hope you get what you deserve for playing me so harsh, their could also be other victims from your actions, i soulfully hope they look up to god instead of looking behind them for you, Your heartless you care for nobody but yourself, but, i guess that's what a pretender is for right?
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