The stories I tell.

Cheaters

Today I heard a story about an old friend who cheated.
Once I heard it I was pissed. Beyond pissed.
What is the point in cheating?
If you love someone why cheat, what's the purpose?
Maybe it's because I've been cheated on.
I don't understand why you cheat.
If you love a person then why. If you stop loving leave them.
I don't think I will ever get cheaters.
All because you cheated on me.
Because I gave you everything you wanted, so why?
Why cheat when someone loves you so fucking much?
Why are so many humans like this?
Maybe it's our nature to ruin the things we enjoy the most.
Or maybe we never get enough pleasure.
All I know is I'll never understand the brain of a cheater.