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Ultimatum
Is it him or is it me? Your past lover or your new found love? The same past lover you thought about during sex with your ex, oh how that haunts me. Maybe I'm tripping for worrying about it, I trust you but you don't see it my way. You tell me you want that old connection with him, and I tell you hell no! You won't play with my heart! I won't take that chance, it's either him or me. And you get mad, say I approached it wrong, say its natural to want old connections back, say this time it will be platonic for sure, and I think you will have good intention, but intentions won't save me from heart ache, from crying, from stress. You never say his real name, just pet names, and you have me saying the same, oh how sick it makes me, I think I'm becoming deranged. How angry I get, I feel like an obstacle between the two of you, I'm so distressed. You got mad when he got a new girlfriend, your skin grew green with jealousy I bet. Now you have me, and you and his connection is different, weird and your distressed. You say it's different, its awkward, you want that old thing back, I say it better stay that way, unless you want me to pack. You hate the change, anyone could see that, it's a matter of time before I truly see where this thing will lead us. Im crying thinking about it, oh how weak I am, why am I so afraid of losing you, does this make me a man? You say you hate the ultimatum because I'm too confident, no! I'm scared, too scared, I trust you, but......... I'm human, I overthink, I'm paranoid, trust is hard for me to share.

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