He tastes like you, only sweeter.

I know we're separated, but I felt guilty for laying in his arms. I had a twinge of "This isn't right.."After he was made me orgasm for the second time that night.

You've fucked up again, and this time you took something from your child. Or at least, you would have if I didn't sacrifice more. But I did, so you took something from me. Again.

I say we go for some more honesty! Honestly? I faked it with you most of the time. The only times you were ever able to please me were just like when you do anything right. I had to do it for you.

I will not put myself behind you ever again.

When I pick you up from the airport so you can see your child for a couple hours? Understand that smile isn't for you.

That smile will be from the previous night. That night? That's my present to myself. A present of sweat and bodily fluids, moans and every dirty thing I can think of. Someone finally fucking me right.

When you hug me, I hope you can smell him still on my skin. The skin that you will never be allowed to touch with your unfaithful hands, your lying lips.

Goodbye, lover. I do not belong to you any longer.