more pain

As I sit on bed surrounded by a dozen pillows in the dark running water from the fish tank far off in the back ground I stalk your movement through the technology before me the glow of the screen the tapping of my nails on the keyboard your name, her name, your postings the ones you think I cant see your blazen lies typed across my laptop for the world to see but not me the pain of your words through my heart like a knife the heat of my anger flush through my chest aching in my head text messages sent regretfully knowing there will be more lies arguements and my own stupidity