Is it possible that love would have caused me to be so blind that I have stolen someone's heart - literally .i was So immune to being number two that my vulnerability for love could have been measured in tablespoons of sand and you - you chose a path that consist of boyish games and lies and down the road somewhere on exit or cloud 9 you disposed of your manly being and never looked back while I counted the days that u will be back on your business or weekend retreat. I loved u I loved u so deeply that my tears were attached to your heart and your scent became my scent for you I sunk behind an role that was against every thing I stood for. But love wasn't enough its never enough

You hide behind a lie pretending to be so in love with her while I became your maybe later or out of town treat . But I hide too my hurt was tucked nicely behind my pillow laying against my tears and a microscope couldn't expose my unimaginable pain. We were like a modern day bonnie and Clyde -but only on weekends. During the week we were Sam and pat but our love was made up not only was it abnormal it was scary the rage and the passion was so intense that it didn't make sense.