The Wife Speaks,,

"Don't kid yourself slut. He doesn't think of you EVER and all the things he ever said to you were to insure your availability. His words. Being the whore that you are I'm sure you bought it all. His only concern now is saving his marriage and he is doing everything humanly possible to keep me. His choice. You were nothing more than a fuck. His words also. You knew he would never leave me but yet you kept trying. You are pathetic. I wish I could say I feel sorry for you but I don't. My only hope for you is that you will rot in hell where you belong. By they way, what's wrong with you physically and/or mentally that you can only find married men to fuck you? There has to be something wrong if no man really wants you. Mike never wanted you for anything more than that and you know it. He told you many many times. How dense must you be not to have believed him. He knows you fell in love with him, which he never wanted. You did it all to yourself. According to Mike, you never really knew him. You only knew what he chose to let you see. Why, because you were only a fucking tool for a man with a sexual addiction. Again, his words. So, if you think your dreams are telling you something important you might want to get your head examined. "She disgusts me!" His words.By the way, I know all about what Z did. We had a long talk. You might also like to know that he too said you were short, fat, and ugly; a real whore. (Ha! Ha!) "

Mind Melding? Dream Delving?

I used to be able to connect with him even when he wasn't around. I could sense when there was trouble..feel the unrest of his dreams...predict the phone calls and finish the sentences,,.. used to be able to. I haven't tried in quite some time,,not really sure I want to know what he's thinking or dreaming. More than likely it would hurt. I think I caught a glimpse last night in my own dream. A strong pull mentally. More than a tug,,almost a yank. Was it my brain or his? Very prayerlike,,almost a mantra. He's trying very very hard to forget me. To forget us. To do the right thing. Intense concentration. Minute by minute effort. My voice right now would rattle him. I won't call. I felt the pain. Hell I feel it every day but this time it was his pain and that I can't bear. Does he know how much love it took to let him leave without a fight? Does he know or even care the price this heart paid? And that I would give it all again and again if it would make things easier for him? Does he know?