The Truth About Love

by Maisie Myers

“I can’t watch from the side lines as another woman lives the life I want with the man who was supposed to be mine. It would destroy me more than you already have.

“I’ll see you everywhere. In the bleeding skies and the sunlight as golden as your hair. I’ll hear your laugh in poetry, I’ll see your smile in the daffodils that grow outside my building. I’ll taste your lips in every peach and smell you in every ocean breeze. The beach is ruined for me now, as is every balcony, every wildflower, every splash of summer rain. And just know, my pretty girl, that whenever you think of me, I’ll be thinking of you too.”

For the second time, I’ve chosen to stay with a woman I have no feelings for over the love of my life. I’ve made Summer-Raine feel second-best, inferior, maybe even worthless.

And God forbid you’d ever be down for a fuck, we haven’t even consummated the marriage yet.”

I’d have given up the kind of love that only comes once in a dozen lifetimes for a liar and a son that doesn’t belong to me.

“Yes, I’ll be yours. I’ll always be yours.”

“Mine,” he growls, his thrusts hard and rough. It doesn’t hurt though. It could never hurt. “You’re fucking mine.”

“Please don’t leave me,” I beg. “Please don’t ever leave me again.”

“There is nothing that could take me away from you again. Nothing. It’s me and you now.”

“I love you,” he pants. “God, I love you so fucking much.”