of course

he’s on my mind
even if it’s been a year
since we spoke
and he ran from
everything

don’t tell him that
it’ll stroke his ego
he’s not the best
he’s the most
fucked up person
I’ve met
he looked good naked
and kept my head spinning

we were nothing more
then ‘friends with benefits’
employee-boss
but he stared in my eyes
I didn’t like and said
he loved me

I wondered why
but didn’t ask
I claimed I never said it back
might have slept out
that night in the back of my SUV
only he knows

Guys, this is why we cheat.

Something is not right.

Get the vibe you are cheating.

 

You’re playing games.

Purposely withholding attention as a form of punishment for something that bothered them.

 

The sex sucks.

There is little to none. You seem uninterested, and couldn’t care a less about it.

 

The communicate sucks.

Don’t know what you think or feel. I can’t tell you my thoughts or feelings, you seem uninterested or quick to judge or pass it off as pointless.

 

Lack of attention.

Doesn’t acknowledge or appreciate the work I do. I could be the president of the United States, you would still sit around and say, “Okay.”

 

Boring.

We can’t really go anywhere or do anything because limited money. I want adventure and fun, and I can’t get it.

 

Too much conflict.

Arguments, and a million other things going on.

 

One-sided.

It feels like I am the only one putting forth the effort to sort out our problems. I am changing my method, ways, thoughts, and feelings about things —  I haven’t seen you do anything.

 

Testing the waters.

Think I found someone better, and we may actually have something in common. I don’t want to dump you because it may not work out with the other guy.