okay, it didn't begin with 3 words, but the end did.
three words that no man wants to receive from his mistress of months.
i
love
him.
ouch, that hurt. i hurt more than it was supposed to.
she uttered the words with electronic franticness,
no emoticons necessary this time.
it was clear.
She Loved Him.
She begged me for a favor in those final moments.
in those final moments as our Future sank with my Heart,
she asked me to speak to her Love.
Tell him lies about the lies she had told me,
that our night of warm embrace was less than that.
Comfort his fears of her betrayal, by betraying my self.
Three words.
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