Two Years/Three Months

Two years

Three months


Two years of pathetic thirst and wanting.

Three months of undying care and yearning.


You choose a woman with questionable morals.

You gave up a woman with outstanding sense of morality.


You gave up on me because you needed a fresh set of legs and a warm bed to sleep in.


Time will never determine a strength of a relationship.


It’s all in the chemistry, connection, and how they make you feel.


Your selfishness and greediness consumed you, making you paralyzed to all things that are right and wrong.


You think you are winning.


But you are not.


You lost.


I won.