Keeping It In The Family

Do you love anyone? Have you ever loved anyone? Are you capable of loving anyone? You would like to think ”yes” to all three questions as images of her move through your head. But if this is love, then you must be doing it wrong. At 4:30 in the morning wide awake, of course it's your fault again. Was there lying and deceit on your part? Were you actually trying to break a heart? It's amazing what can be seen with just a little hind sight. At this time in the morning, not only can you see yesterday's follies, but also tomorrow's light.  
You move out of the bedroom onto the couch. The other side of the bed being such a painful sight. The freezing temperature moving in from that side, comparing to Mariah moving across a sheet of ice. With icicle hanging from your balls, it would had been easy to relent. Throw both hands into the air, drop to your knees and repent. You know that this is all it takes to make up, to make that pussy run. But this time you stick to your guns. This time you are determined it isn't your fault.  
Mistakes have been made before and you have accepted responsibility, when the situation called for it. But this time who can point a finger and say who's to blame. We both stepped out of bounds, but she claims that it is not the same. While your back was turned , she went and fucked your friends. Although you felt the pain, you charged it to the game. But when you try to return the favor, why are the two of you having all these problems? Why was you expected to accept it from your friend and her. But when her mom comes around all hell breaks loose. The pussy gets locked away and the bedroom becomes a walk in freezer. You just don't know what part of this she could consider fair. Her mother recently said in the middle of the night that although you are acting strange, she appreciates the invite over and the use of the couch.