The Possessive One

I love two men.

I screw them both.

I am in a relationship with the other.

The other one accepted the situation and is aware of everything.

Somehow I managed to exist a parallel relationship between them, but not to expect it as a long term situation. I know there is an expiration date on the easy perfection of our lives.

And when that time comes I know I have to choose between the two of them.

Go ahead. Judge me. You have no idea how hard this love entails. If you think you've heard this story before, trust me - you haven't.