I’m the roommate of your girlfriend.
I never told you that she was cheating. On and off over a year. I was away a lot and came in late at night so I didn’t always know. You were so nice. I wanted to every time you thought she was faithful and just needed you to be around. I’ve never been interested in you and I always wanted to introduce you to one of my friends who wouldn’t do that to you.
A long distance relationship that wasn’t so long, you knew you had to commit. You are moving in now and you still don’t know to what extent.
The things they said about you. I’m a person that holds honesty and kindness in high regard. Everyone I asked said good people don’t tell someone about this. Maybe I don’t want to be the good person. Maybe I don’t you to ever forgive me. Maybe I don’t care what you think about me.
I just think what if it had been me.
