A little piece has died

Today a little piece of me has died. My heart cannot handle the torment, hurt and anger that's inside.

Come to terms with an open relationship? How about not being in an open relationship. I had given myself fully to my partner and it wasn't enough. I  wasn't enough. Something was missing to cause him to turn into the arms of another woman.

"You are beautiful and sexy" he says. "I love both of you" he says.

Well I don't. I love you and hate you. I hate her. She is as much to blame as you are for this.

To be able to rise, I must burn. Burn from within with fire and passion. Only then can I be reborn. A stronger me, a better me.