As i look at her asleep I cant help but think how much she probably loves me. Or thinks she loves me. I was her rebound girl. I knew that from the begining, and that is why it was so easy to seduce her. I make love to her right away. That was all that it took. Plain and simple. I wrapped her around my little finger like she was a blow pop ring. Lick and lick and it will soon disapear. That is what happned to me. I lick and i lick and that thick shell she had around her was melted away. She let me in, proclaimed her love for me, and decided she wanted to keep me around so she proposed. She wanted me in her life. She wanted me to love her. She wanted me to be her partner, her wife, her life.

As time goes on i see what it is she is doing. She compares me to her. I have nothing on her. I cant make her melt in my arms like she did. Im not soft and gentle. I tell her what to do and she just takes it. She takes if because she doesnt want to be alone, doesnt want me to leave her. She cant stand being along and feeling unloved. Shes needy. So i love her, or she thinks i do. At night when we make love she rolls over and cries. She doesnt think i can hear her, but i do. She cries for someone that isnt me. She cries for her. Her that i will never compare too.

She wants me to plan a wedding. Invite anyone i want she says. Invite everyone. Have everyone know that she is marrying me. I think she is just trying to show off. See how far i will really take it. What she doesnt know is that i will take it all the way. Or will I. Can i be cold and mean to her. Did i really want to hurt her.

Should i plan a big expensive wedding and invite everyone. What if i just didnt show up. She would be left there all alone and embarassed. Did i really want that? Maybe. Maybe not. What if i tell her before the wedding i dont really want to go through with it. Tell her that it isnt me she is in love with. Tell her I dont want to be with her anymore. She will cry and beg me to stay. Try to convince me she is in love with me and no one else. She never says her name but I hear it. I hear her say her name everytime she looks at me. Its almost a scream that never comes out.

You’ll never be her. I only love her, but she wont have me. But she would never tell me that. She would marry me and be unhappy. I would marry her just to make her happy.

As the wedding aproaches I am home less and less. Trying to avoid the situation. I know i have to make this right. I love the idea that she is in love with me. I dont really love her back. I decide i have to make this right.

So i call her, tell her what has happned since her absence. Tell her I was a mistake that wasnt ment to happen. Tell her she is still in love with her, and she would be anything to get her back. She is shocked, and angry. Having to hear all of this from me. She tells me there is nothing that can be done. I beg her. I tell her for love some people would do anything. This is that kind of love. She needs to do this. I tell her im leaving her and that the two of them belong together. I tell her to go to her now and tell her. Tell her that you love her.

Several months later i see an article in a magazine about them. They are both smiling. It says they will be married next year. They want to start a family and grow old together. The article asks how they got back together, and they reply love. It was love that brought them back together. Said they owe someone a big thank you. Maybe one day I will collect, but for now im just happy they found there way back to each other.

I never worried about her becuase i knew she will be loved.