Coffee Break Reading: The Other One

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I saw you the other day and I was disturbed.

You were with a new one, the better one.

Is this one better? Is this one more tolerant?

Does this one touch you right?

Does this one sing to your soul?

I saw you the other day and I was pissed.

I hate that you picked this one.

I hate the way this one’s hand fits in yours.

I hate the look in this one’s eyes.

I hate that you smile when this one speaks.

I saw you the other day and I cried.

You walked passed me.

You kissed this one.

You treat this one better.

You made love to this one.

I saw you the other day and I forgave.

I remember the abuse, I’m over it.

I remember the men, I’m over it.

I remember when I walked in on this one and you, I’m over it.

I remember when you tried to kill me for this one, I’m over it.

All is forgiven.

I saw you the other day and I sang.

My heart danced as I saw you and this one.

My mind eased when I saw you and this one.

My body relaxed when I saw you and this one.

My spirit whispered, at least you’re not that one.

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