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Faithfully Unfaithful
I have a man. I love my man.
I love the way he hugs me and tells me he loves me.
I love his eyes and his snow white skin.
I love the way he kisses, so soft and so sweet.
I love my man.
But then there’s him. The other guy. He’s not my man.
Everytime I see him, I get so nervous and my heart flutters.
Why?
He too has pale skin but his is soft and his face is smooth.
He has a dark and brooding presence,
But I have been lucky to see his bright smile.
Whenever he’s sad, I want to hug him and hold him and make him feel better.
Is that wrong? No. I mean. He’s a friend.
A friend who I wish would put his arms around me.
A friend who I wish would say he loves me.
A friend who I wish would kiss me softly like my man does.
I will never act on these feelings.
No. Never.
I’m totally in love with the guy I’m with and I promise to be faithful
As for my brain….it is totally unfaithful.
I am faithfully unfaithful.
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