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the true ending

*sigh* this is what really happened between me and freddy, my ex, when it all went down the drain... i left out a few details... but i am sure that you probably didnt want to read them since they are kind of... ha, yeah.
It's a Saturday night,
And we drive to his house
Soon after dinner...
It’s just us two,
The rest of his family still out.
Its dark,
So he grabs my hands,
Guiding my way to his bedroom.
He turns on his light,
And we sit on his bed.
I lay back against him,
And we just sit,
Holding each other,
Me listening to the beat of his heart.
He puts his hand under my chin,
Lifts my head to look at him…
I gaze into those deep green eyes,
And he stares back into my own.
“You look like you are about to cry,”
He says sounding seriously worried.
I shrug and then answer,
My whisper so fragile.
“No, I am just worried,
I don’t want you to hurt me again.”
He looked hurt,
But only because I was hurting.
“I promise to never cheat on you again.”
He looked me in the eyes,
And I smiled and kissed him.
He kissed me back with such love,
My heart actually skipped a few beats.
He leaned over me,
One hand holding himself up,
The other tangled within my hair.
Slowly he takes his hand from my hair,
Letting it rest just inside of my shirt.
I wrapped my arms around his neck,
Pulling him closer to me,
Holding him tighter,
Afraid to let go.
His hand moved up my stomach,
Forming goose bumps all over my body.
He pulled away from me slowly,
The both of us gasping for breath.
He leans in by my ear,
Softly biting down on my earlobe.
“I love you,” he whispers.
I smile,
Eyes closed enjoying it all.
“I love you too.”
We kissed once more,
Getting into the moment,
Letting our hands wander…
Every once in a while,
A gasp could be heard,
Only pushing us further.
He bit my lip softly,
And I did the same to him.
Once more he bit my earlobe,
Making me pull him even closer,
Leaving no space between us,
Our bodies one.
Finally,
Even though I didn’t want to,
I pulled away.
He smiled and tucked my hair behind my ear.
“Time to take you home?”
I nodded sadly.
He laid back and sighed.
“I wish that I could keep you here forever.”
I sat up and leaned over him.
“I wish that I could stay here forever.”
He softly kissed me,
And then we both stood up.
He once more tool my hand,
Leading me through his house.
We got to his car,
And he handed me a jewelry box,
His class ring within it,
Hanging from a gold chain.
I smile and put it on.
I lean across my seat and kiss him.
“I love you,” I whisper in his ear.
He smiles and traces my lips with his thumb.
“I love you with all of my heart,” he replies.


Two days later,
Another prolonged phone call,
Like it always was.
Finally,
In hysterics,
I call and ask why I am not good enough…
He answers with-“Let’s take a break.”
I cry for hours,
Holding his ring tightly in my hand.
The next day, I ask why.
He answers with a lie and a truth-
“You are way too good for me Reece…
I also want to do stuff with other girls.”
His promise was broken,
And my heart was shattered.
I collapsed on the floor,
Crying,
Holding his ring tightly in my hand once more.
Almost five months,
Completely down the drain.
And still I feel his kiss,
I hear his heart beat,
I smell his scent…
He haunts my mind,
My heart,
My soul.
I cannot,
What-so-ever,
Unlove him.
I miss him with all my heart,
The heart that he still holds in his hand.
And the thing that hurts,
Is that he knows it-
So he uses my own heart against me,
This guy that I love.
And this is when I realize,
That he does not love me.

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  • wow thats upseting b/c i went thought the same thing almost, but everything will always be alright!!! everything always has its ways.....
  • Hmmm wow

    Well first off, you may think you love him still. I had the same problem with my ex... I thought I still loved her, but when I finally let go, I realized wow, I never really loved her...... You just got to let go, and forget about it...... Truthfully writing about Freddy will just make you think about him more... So for one stop writing about him. Yes it may take time, but I'm trying to help you the best I can. But i can't help you, until you help yourself.
  • I bet you cried when you wrote this. I would've heh, but this is a really good poem reecy baby. I can really feel your pain and it makes me sad. But hey, you'll always have me and Porsha and Choley and that nice pink vibrator of yours.

    Oh;
    and Freddy
    can suck giant man cocks in hell. =]