Broken

Our story may not be the typical love story, but it’s ours, and no one can take that away from us.

“I should tell you I never did. I should do that for you. I should lie.” Hope blooms in my chest, and I take in a deep breath.

“But I’m a selfish man, and I love you so fucking much.”

My heart is beyond broken, it’s shattered

I fell in love with her, but she should hate me for what I've done.

I begged him to leave, but I didn't want this. This hurts. My heart literally hurts.

I feel his passion, and it consumes me. His hands grip my hips tighter and he pulls out for a moment and then slams into me.

He kisses me as though he needs the air in my lungs to breathe.

I need to feel her pussy spasming around my cock and not my hand.

It’s wrong, but I want it. I desperately need to fuck her.

His soft touch makes me weak. It threatens to destroy my very being.