So I was on a holiday of a life time with a person who meant so much to me. I took a loan and took this holiday, it was a symbolic trip and meant a new start for both of us.
After the landing I was paying for drinks, sandwiches, and tickets, soon I realized that I had not seen his purse for a while (let's just call it a purse when is carried by such a wuss.) In fact I had not seen his purse since we have left the city. I mean, yeah I made him come out for the trip, and yes, I have promised him a good time, but don't you even pretend to take it out when the bill arrives at the table?
What was increasingly annoying was that this guy had no hesitation whatsoever each time we sat down for a little break. First thing he asked for was a pint, followed by a full sized portion of local cuisine.
I was too happy, in fact, to complain. I was in an over-blissfully ignorant state even for my own goodness. He carried on spending my borrowed money. I carried on looking after him everytime he craved for goodies. Anyway, it was too late to back off then, we were already out there, what was I supposed to do?
I sort of knew that he had been lying to me every damn day leading up to the trip, so he can squeeze some milk out of me. The milk here being dough, rather than honey juice. I knew his mates were calling me sugar-mommy. I knew his friends looked at me and him thinking,
"You've done well, son. If you tolerate this creature while holding her hands for more than 30 sec and telling her she is a beautiful person, then you deserve nothing but these gifts!"
He cooed me and conned me, tricking me into thinking that it would lead to some future. After all, there was a matrimony involved, and I did not think anyone whisper love and promises with such a little regards to reality. I just thought that he was using all of my money, because he was planning to pay me back when we start this new life we have been talking about. He is going to graduate and will get some job he loves and enjoy, then we will have life together where he will be looking after me without breaking into MY savings all the f-in' time.
But, you know, told ya so, I am a mug. It was not even a month after the trip things started to deteriorate. As soon as I began saying that I was skint he started to leg it. It was beautiful. He exited SO fast, I thought it was a gash of wind. I was left completely shattered because it was all my fault. I've let him, AND myself to do this. There is no word to describe my stupidity.
Admitting one's own defect, I still don't understand why they (yes, THEY, not one) seem to come to ME? Why don't ya go up to some rich lady with better assets and all? I don't have any money. You must get sick kick out of torturing half broke person with certifiable mental problems. I am too broken to even know what I am thinking any more. I have not recovered from tortures after another and I am simply a malfunctioned marionette . Swing me around, why don't you?
Swiiiiiing.......! (Ka....ching!!)
