So I slept. Then I woke up. I thought all the pain was gone, but it's all coming back to me now.
I can keep myself away from visions of him holding another girl, his hands caressing her skin.. Her arms, her legs.. when it should have been me.
It fucking hurts.
It was what I feared most to happen with Mark Jeff when we were still together on our 35-day, short lived, long term relationship.
It did not happen - or at least I did not know.
It just pains me to think that of all people I trusted wholeheartedly, the person I least expect to have done it could break this trust and fall into the tempatation.
It just fucking sucks.
It fucking hurts to think he had been so weak. This is too damn messed up.
I just never expected that my theory of drinks around bitches would come true with the single person I trusted for his self control under the influence of alcohol.
Guys will always be guys.
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