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You're Still You

You're Still You


You're Still You



So it came to my attention that things have changed after all these years as it should. Except for you. You're still you.

You still stand by your mistakes. You still believe there is truth buried somewhere in your lies.


I should be mad. And I think I somewhat am. But more than that, I pity you. You poor little man. Hiding behind your lies. Hiding behind your pretend heroism. Hiding behind your false altruism.

You were asking how I'm doing. How I've been after you've abandoned me to pursue someone else? Or in your words, to find yourself. To seek wisdom. To figure out what you really want in life.

You really don't have the right to know. You lost that right---nay, you relinquished that right when you decided to leave. When you threw your promises away like nothing. When you gave up on me like nothing.

But to answer your question? I am doing more than okay. I have you to thank. If you didn't do it, if you never cheated, I would have held on. I would have settled with you. I would have been living a mediocre life. I would have dealt with your lies every single fucking day of my life.

Oh, you didn't cheat you say? Let me tell you something about cheating.

Cheating is not just you fucking someone else. Cheating is when you're still with someone and your heart beats for someone else. Cheating is more than just physical. It's your mind thinking about another person, it's your heart desiring them. 


They don't have to like you back. They don't have to give you consent. Heck, you don't need to be photographed holding hands. You don't have to be caught with your tongue inside her mouth.

You think about her, you long for her, you want her more than a friend, that is already cheating, my sweet, "innocent" darling boy. Do you get it now?

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I digress.

So how am I doing? Definitely better off. Better than being with someone who couldn't resist temptation. Better than being with a weakling who couldn't stand the test of time and distance.

But you. God, you're still you.

Still the lying, deceitful, fake frog that you were years ago. My, how you've never changed.

I'm glad you're someone else's problem now. Because you...you're still you. How tragic.


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4 comments:

  1. I always love your inspiring thoughts!
    Kisses, Paola.
    Expressyourself

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  2. People change just like the seasons. But life will always go on no matter what. Warm greetings and best wishes to you.

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