A One-Sided Plot Twist-Poem.

Maybe I should have listened to my intuitional hesitance.

Or have been a little bit more reluctant. 

Rather than taking him to a friends house.

But my gut never warned me or advised me to watch out. 

It felt blissful because he swept me up and made me feel comfortable.
A Seager look-alike, blonde hair, blue eyes and a smile that reeled me in.
His boyish look and love for sports he really charmed me with.
His sweetness captivated me. 
So I caved and let a moment of passion devour me.

But hours made the good morning calls nonexistent.

And the silence became the only thing left consistent.  

Making me feel awkwardly uncomfortable, 
As I realized a few things about him that made me feel skeptical.

Is it normal to have questions consume my thoughts that make me over think?
Or to ask myself,

Is what happened last night in my back seat,
The only thing he ever wanted from me? 

Turns out his talk was cheap.
As I found out about his lying schemes.
Telling me hopeful words and how I was so beautiful.
Waking me up with good morning calls and kisses goodnight,
While I had no damn clue he had two kids and a gorgeous wife.

I felt like Cameron Diaz in The Other Woman.

Having to tell YOUR wife everything about us that you made me believe could’ve been.
Calming her down as I’m disgusted you even pursued.
She cries to me and tells me the truth about you.

I felt stupid, like my emotions were tampered with.

Like I was the prey that he emotionally targeted. 

Somehow blaming myself for all of this. 

Like I should have seen it coming because of his looks.

But we met on a dating app.

So does that make me naive for not assuming that he was a married man?

I even asked him everything up front because of my history with them.

He mislead me.

So I've got to give myself a little more credit than that.

I can't blame myself for this happening to me.

He lied to me about his last name and instilled visions in my head with his fake identity. 

Making me feel like its all my fault and responsibility. 

By putting myself out there and for believing in the good?

Not all hearts are like mine so its not my fault that I was purposely misunderstood.

And I guess telling my truths to a fraud, 

Only opened my eyes to this tragic worlds beautiful facades. 

But to be honest, the residual damage lingers making me feel numb. 

Do I really have to go through these things just for me to find the one?

Because now I just want to be single forever to stop being charmed by deceitful glory.

Like false personas, jerks, liars, or this wild Hinge horror story. 

That y'all know now thanks to my dating experience.

I never knew that writing my story would ever lead me to this. 

I never asked for this one-sided lying scheming cheating kind of plot twist.

But I've learned when it comes to my heart,

I've got to barricade it.

Written by: Tiffany Bales