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You can’t call me because “she’s” there. An excuse I’m growing tired of. When we’re together, you claim I know you better than her. That I give you the things, she’d never even think to give you. You’ve said I take you places she’s too afraid to explore. Wifey-poo is terribly selfish and never thinks of your feelings, and yet…
Yet you refuse to leave her. Who do you stay when it’s clear she’ll never be me. Your lazy, uncouth wife will never come close to making you as happy and satisfied as I do. The choice is yours; after all, I’d never force you into something you didn’t want to do but the longer you stay in your sad, little comfort zone, the better the chance is of you losing me.
She’ll Never Be Me
I want you to consider how you’ll feel when my feelings for you dry up. When I no longer have the energy to check on you. Think about how you’ll feel when I’m happy with someone else, and you’re still in the same house, with the same bitch feeling depressed and lonely.
Sit with that feeling for a little while and check yourself next time you think about telling me you can’t give me the time and attention I deserve.
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