Someone asked me today how I felt about you...I lied. I still play the blame game in my head. I still hope that when this is all over for you, that you are thinking of only me. It's not just you, though. I want him back, too. I hate both of you on different levels. You hit me. You cheated. He cheated. He hit me. I don't want to be alone forever, but maybe that's the part of the game that I lose. You get out and you have her. He's out with me and he has his wife. Maybe I just lose in general. I like someone else. I like him as much as I liked you when we first met. I can't say anything about it. I can't tell him. I can't tell anyone else. I'll never have anything I want.