Cheater (You Used Me)

Hey.


One word,
Three letters,
And a period,
Because I was bored.


What's up?


Your normal response,
And I wasn't going to ask for much,
But you knew what you wanted.


Not much. Bored.
Feel like I should be doing something on a Friday night.


I just wanted to chat...
Or maybe I was tempted by you,
But I wasn't going to admit that.
I didn't want to inflate your ego.


Do you want to fuck?


Straight to the chase.
You hadn't had anything for weeks.
A part of you knew that I was willing to put out.
And you were going to take advantage of that.


If you're offering, I would like to.


Stupid girl.
You're making a stupid choice.
That text was the one thing,
That you knew would fuck you up.


Where did you want to meet?


The city was a small place.
The last time was somewhere not so public.
My mind ended up locked on the thought,
And I was going mad.


Same place as last time?


The park at the end of the street.
Something straight out of a children's nightmare.
It was on some back road of the city,
And it was near your house.


I want my dick sucked.


Always blunt.
I knew that was what you wanted.
I wasn't dumb.
To get my way, you had to get yours.


Okay.
I'll leave my house in a couple of minutes then.


My legs were shaking.
I knew what I was doing.
I lied to my parents on where I was going,
And I just climbed in my car.


Let me know when you're close?


There was some anticipation in that text.
You knew I had to drive thirty minutes,
And as the sun set in the distance,
You knew what I wanted.


I'm here.


The swings swung with the wind,
As I sat in the cold car.
Headlights were shining behind me,
And I knew what was coming.


“Why are you in the front seat still?”


Way to say hello.
You were quick to start our rendezvous
Usually it started with a kiss,
But this time, it didn't.


“I guess you want to get this over with?”


I was cocky.
I had to be.
To get what I want,
I had to play hard to get.


“Just take your pants off.”


You didn't make a move to touch me.
You just stared, and played with his phone.
I knew something was wrong.
I didn't know I was going to regret it.

The windows fogged up.
Your hands only held my hips.
There was no foreplay this time.
It was just sex.


“Aren't you going to give me head?”


Vulgar language was not my cup of tea,
But I complied.
I was expecting something more,
But there wasn't.


“It's too hot in here.”


I could tell you wanted it over with.
There was just that look in your eyes.
I knew something was off,
But I couldn't stop it.

In an hour,
You had finished,
I had not,
And you just grabbed your stuff.


“See you at work Wednesday.”


I was still catching my breath,
Bare naked.
No kiss goodbye.
You just walked off.

You slammed the car door.
I had tears in my eyes.
I knew this would happen.
Because I knew what you wanted.

You wanted one thing.
Everyone had already told me.
What had happened in the past,
Remained there forgotten.

Your kisses and flirty promises,
They were just lures into your trap.
You saw a pretty, easy girl,
And you knew you wanted to fuck her.

You became bored of me,
Because I'm a cheater.
But I've came to realize something,
Never again.

I'm not going to let you use me,
Because I'm not just something to fuck.
I'm human,
I have feelings.

So this is my lesson learned,
Don't fuck the fuck boy.
He plays dirty tricks,
Just to get in your pants.


“Bye.”
♠ ♠ ♠
Every text/dialogue piece of this poem is true. Are there pieces of these texts and comments missing? Yes. That is to keep his identity as secret as possible because I'm pretty sure that complaining about him through a poem would get me in trouble somehow.

I learned my lesson finally. I made the same mistakes last night, and that's when the smoke finally cleared. I've severed almost all ties with him finally and if wants to hook up again, I'm going to straight out tell him no. I'm not going to go home and be depressed because I allowed someone to use me in such a way that no one should ever. Last night was the nightmare... and the irony of it all, it was Friday the 13th.