The work affair

So you have been having an affair with this girl for over a year now. You both work together. It started off as blowjobs here and there, back seat of the car escapades and barracks room touching with make out sessions. As time went on, that affair has become a regular thing. Because you both know when and how to reach each other and what eachothers availability is.
When I found out,
I was angry.  
So hurt.  
Betrayed.  
Yet, I stayed.  
I gave you my heart  
Still, you played.  
You didn't lose sleep.  
You weren't afraid.  
But now you’re afraid when I retaliate?  
A part of me wanted to pretend I was blind.  
I wished to never have read in between the lines.  
Heavy tears welled up in my eyes,  
my broken heart beated offbeat.  
Why would you shit where you eat?  
This time Bubah, you chose the wrong woman to mistreat.  
If you cared for me as you said you did  
why couldn’t you have chosen to be more discreet?