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When all is said and done,
Death from a stab in the back is not as painful,
As the movies would have you believe.
What really hurts, like hell, even more than death itself,
Is that burst of impotent rage,
That envelopes your bleeding heart,
During the one brief moment of supreme clarity,
Just before the final curtain,
When you discover that the hand holding the guilty knife,
Belongs to none other than one of your most trusted…
I wanted revenge badly, but nothing beats serving it cold and totally unexpected. Getting even needed a good plan, so I gave the bastard a while to cool off while I opened another account and built up a new profile with pictures from a hot US-based friend of mine who wasn’t into the whole social media scene. I waited all of six months in the shadows, before I went fishing for his attention.
Ever the narcissist, he took the bait without much ado.
Knowing his modus operandi gave me an undue advantage. More...
He is online, and that pleases me beyond what words can describe. It is time to travel the last mile. Quickly I send a greeting to his inbox. He doesn’t respond immediately, but I know he has read my message.
This posturing is part of our ritual cum mating dance. He is the alpha male, fully crested and aware of his irresistible allure, and I am the stricken mate, mostly ignored, sometimes tolerated, but drawn all the same to his bright colors. It usually takes an average of thirty minutes for More...
As the seconds tick,
So does my heart beat.
Every second of every minute and every hour….
Many thoughts will come,
And a few of those will eventually find their way,
To being shared in this domain.
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