Mistress Nic

Twenty-four years together.

Daily visits with you.
Sneaking around behind my back.
Trips out to meet you.
Thousands of dollars wasted on you–
Money that could have financed
Our dream vacation
Or brand new furniture
(Instead of the crap we have now)
Or paid for our kids’ braces
Maybe even a few college credits.

Well, bitch, guess what?

He finally dumped you.
It took him awhile
and a lot of pleading from me and the kids
But, he chose life with us
Instead of a living hell with you.

So, get out — You disgusting piece of filth.

He (We) doesn’t want you around.
Dirtying up his life or
Ruining  his health anymore.

He’s not falling
for your tricks anymore either
or your instant allure.

He’s done with meeting you
for morning coffee
or an evening beer
or a quickie
after our family meals.

I (We) win.

He’s mine (OURS) now.

You (YOU) lose.

Take your poison elsewhere.

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One Response to Mistress Nic

  1. Have plenty of celery and carrot sticks in the fridge and hide the chips and cookies for a while…

    Weird – but when you are kicking a habit sometimes food tastes funny – ‘off’ – so bland is best for a while as well.

    Send my good luck wishes?

    Be well,
    M.L.

    P.S. Knitting (crochet, braiding…anything portable) – it helps to have something to do with the hands.

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