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By Betty-Boop Date: 2001 Aug 09 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.09.20.49.4009]] |
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He broke up with me, because he said that I lied to him. He couldn't take one lie from me, But I was expected to accept all his lies. His first lie to me was when we first met. We met on the internet. He sent me his profile. His picture was years old. He said it was recent. In person, he looked nothing like it. His profile said he was a professional. When I met him, he was doing construction. Not that it mattered to me. It didn't. Just the lying thing mattered to me. He told me he was living with his sister. I believed him, Until it became apparent that they were lovers. She was not his sister, but another victim of the internet, With such low opinion of herself, that she allowed him to use her, to live with her, make love to her, and screw other women, in the same house, while she lied in her bed across the hallway, crying. She was waiting and hoping that his new found lover would not work out, or that it would be a short term relationship, so she could have him back in her bed again., until the next one he would meet. But I was the one who lied to him, and so he said. and that is why he broke up the relationship. and so he said. A lie that was told, to keep from hurting his ego. But motivations don't count according to him. So his constant lying, for devious motivations are ok. But my one lie, to save his feelings from hurt, were NOT ok! His dark wavy, thick black hair, his deep slate blue eyes, Blinded me to his lies. His craftful art of poetry and prose His words of endearment His acting ability All blinded me to his true motives at first. Claiming he loved me on our first date Pouring so much attention and flattery my way Asking me to marry him within a few days I was swept away in his daring, dashing, devoted, deceit. Just another one of his many victims. I learned later, after our breakup, That he had been doing this for years to many women. I guess a form of entertainment for him. After our breakup, I found out That he was on the internet during our brief affair, looking for new victims. Evidently he found one quickly, and so dumped me quickly. Using my one lie as his excuse to leave. He left most of his other victims Pleading and bleeding and begging him not to leave Crying in their stupor for him. He gloated in that. And even sometimes, went back to them, whenever the internet was not being productive for him. But his return to former lovers was usually short lived, until he could find a new internet lover. I think of him as a nomad. Looking for vulnerable women to live with temporarily, As he never had a place of his own. Just meandering from woman to woman. Quite a clever plan. I have to give him credit for that. New varied sex partners Free rent exciting lifestyle And a world full of lonely women Wanting and ready to buy his lies of "love, eternity, forevermore, marriage" To each one he declares, that he never felt this way before. That she is so different from the rest. But for him, all she is is another hot pussy with free rent signs written all over it. I think I was the only woman who didn't buy his sales pitch, Who never allowed herself to fall for him. The only one that did not offer him free rent. The only one with a "No Vacancy" sign on her pussy. The only one that did not cry when he left. The only one that held herself firm with pride. The only one that still had her heart in tact when he left. I was the only one, he could not conquer. And I am so proud of that. My past experiences and lessons served me well this time. I was able to see clearly through him. But I must admit It was fun, running my fingers through his thick black hair. And looking deep into his steel trap blue eyes. Secretly, I was hoping that his words were true. And I must admit, I was disappointed. But, I was smart enough to give it time, before even considering to give him any part of me, especially my heart. . |