He lied to both of us, keeping each of us a secret from the other.
He made us both feel special.
He used us both feel wanted.
She was in love with him.
I was older, more experienced, knew how to keep my feelings better controlled.
But I was falling fast.
He got physical with both of us before cutting off communication in the most cowardly way.
She and I are on speaking terms now.
Apparently she’s moved on.
But I haven’t.
He’s the first person I’ve fallen for in two years, and he hurt me.
Deeply.
I want him to know that we know, and I want him to feel guilty.
But most of all, I want him to be alone.
I want him to lie in bed and wonder why no body loves him.
I want him to hurt.