wife..woman..friend
…and in the back of my mind all i could fathom was how much i was going to miss him, but just because im crying dont mean that i’m the victim, just means i was scared to let him go because some other chick might get him, and that was my fault because it was my decision, i should have never put my ♥ in my minds position… but i couldn’t shake him he was like a bad habit and all this for a person who was just average doing average people shit like talking out the side of his neck and thinking with his dick. but i must admit he was the one i wanted to commit, so either i wasn’t living up to my potential or i was just the average chick. but i choose to believe i was a woman caught up in a feeling both physical and emotional who was way too willing to give her all to a man and though it may sound stupid, guess what—i would do it all again, just next time for my husband and not that person i call a friend.
-d.g.




