Strictly from my big, oversized, bobble head here!!!
I will NOT be your whore, I’m tired, of living in the dark, and, seeing you, only occasionally, because you don’t want your wife to become too suspicious…
I will NOT be your whore, and, don’t I deserve better than this lie you’d sold me out on? You kept making those false promises of how you’ll leave your wife, but I know deep down, that you’re never going to, and lately, let’s face it, the sex, just ain’t that great no more (and your point being???). I will NOT be your whore, ‘cuz I deserve, a way better kind of love, the kind that can see the light of day, not existed only every now and then, once, in a blue moon.
still going at it hot, but not for long!!!
I will NOT be your whore, so, take all the things you’d left, your dress shirts, your underwear, and your socks, your dress pants, your toothbrush too, and, your razors, shaving cream out.
I’m done, living my life, as a third-wheel, a woman at your beck and call!
And that, would be how, a woman should end the affair, with NO more strings, or emotions for that matter, attached…
and this, would be what the “end” looks like…
what is your excuse, loser???
Life, the Obstacle Course 