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~not again~

by Adrian Foster

what i say and do

to make you see

trying not to resurface

the weaker side of me


the beauty of your face

the elegance of your touch

a reminder of our connection

suddenly is too much


but i do what i do

in the hopes that you'll hear

my calling to your heart

my want to have you near


your acceptance of my advance

is only momentary at best

once given my attention

try and tear the heart from my chest


and this happens as a cycle

you don't think i see

i'm not letting this happen

you're not getting the best of me


it was you

and only you

who walked out

on our memories

01/25/2017

Author's Note: I stopped paying you any mind and you became really concerned/upset, because nobody else can have who was once yours. Enough as to go to my house and my place of work,, to talk or whatever. Although, you said you didn't know what you were going to say to me. You were just upset that I had moved on and you made yourself very present around me,, for a while. You stated that you couldn't believe that I moved on so quickly,,(wtf???,,we had already had this talk at the hospital when I came to visit you while you were having your iron infusion. and that was weeks beforehand),,and crying while you did so. You also said that you hadn't been with anyone else since me. That, per my response, "you were saving yourself for me"...lol..right...lol. If there's one thing you've taught me, as a result of your flirtatious/promiscuous ways, it's that you're not exclusive to any one man. Said that I should friend you on FB "now that we are good". We were "good" before this but you chose to play stupid games. Even stopped at my workplace a few more times, held my hand and told me I'm a good man and that you think of "us" often. Well, things didn't work out between her and I. And now that you know that, you have no interest in me at all...lol. I find it funny how some things never seem to change,,no matter what the circumstances.. ...You still play your games,, and tell your lies. Showing YOUR possessive and jealous side,,both of which I accept, mind you. And I see right through you. But, as you know, I still love you. Nothing can define my love for you. And there's no need for me to tell you I still want you or that I need you,,,but I won't chase you. That's most definitely not worth my time. Chasing you would only make you want to play your games even more, and make your head that much bigger. And now you have your new warehouse friends, who I'm sure you've made up more than enough stories about me to, to give you ins and outs on how to mess with my mind. I have no regrets being with you but regrets of how things turned out. I cared alot about you, still do, and there wasn't anything I would not do for you. You know that. I more than appreciated the things you did for me. How many times I'd sit with you for your iron infusions. Sat with you for hours for your blood transfusion, holding your hand, even when you fell asleep. Dropped everything I was doing to rush to your aid after you'd been in an accident. Looked everywhere for a job for you, because you were bored at home. Even tried getting you a job at my workplace(Kraft) during that time. So many things. Nothing I would not do for you. Bought you jewelry. Rings, earrings, necklaces, bracelets, etc., out of love for you. Doubt anyone knows about those things either. You made sure that everybody only knew about what you "contributed". But, you did not respect anything about me and still don't. I was just a way out of your situation with your husband and the kids. How did you put it? "I always do things I shouldn't do and worry about it later". I can only imagine what/who you've done thus far since you and I. So, in short, I ask myself "why would I want someone like that in my life?" Answer?...I don't. It is what it is,,the hell with what it was. I don't want to always have to be second-guessing myself and doubting your stories. I will miss you though. WHat a sad stOry we weRE. An even sadder story you are with the things you do.

Posted on 01/25/2017
Copyright © 2020 Adrian Foster

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