#unfaithful
Pretty Please
I chose a wrong path to infidelity. I tied my limbs to unbreakable bonds. I lost my breaths over moments that did not exist. I let myself burn in ashes and smoke away in ghosted air. I have been my own enemy.
This unfaithful sobriety from the taste of you -I almost once had in my mouth.I am staying quiet and I am staying shut.
I am aware I am not allowed to admit that I miss you. Because you gave me no reason to. Even if it means death, I want to die whispering the truth,
talking to your heart, before it stops beating too.
Cheating is a lot of work, so a good alternative is to “take a break” to “have some time to think.” I was dating a guy who I knew would take me back, he kept close tabs on me which was making it hard to cheat, so I started finding reasons to be unhappy with the relationship so I could take a break and go on a cheating spree. I fucked one of his friends, an acquaintance that he didn’t trust and a bartender at our favorite bar. When we got back together I didn’t even try to hide the fact that I fucked a bunch of people. I wouldn’t tell him any names, so he suspected everyone. It was emotionally shredding for him, and it left him with a cuckold fetish. Which kind of ruined it for me so I dumped him. Did I break you? Oops