Stalker

Hi, I've been waiting for you. Yes you, because you know who you are, stalking my photos, my blog and everything else, that has me. But it's not me that you're after, it's the one that you love, right. You're so mad, that he didn't stay. When you should be mad, that you couldn't keep him. Or rather you should be mad because you never realized that he did not belong to you.

You're so mad, you've turned a favor into a debt. You watch him to see if you've damaged him, the one place you can. You run around throwing hissy fits, telling the world that it was all his fault. Guess what the world really thinks? You were lucky to have him, you are unlucky to have lost him and that is a pity. So they give you a shoulder to cry on, give you tissue to wipe your snot off but really, no one's buying the story.

And while you bloop to the world about the charity work you're doing, about the God you've found, and the lives you have changed... Remember a few years ago, a friend lent you a hand when you needed it. And think of what you're doing now- out of jealousy, envy, anger & petulance. You are a dirty human being and no amount of holiness will ever cleanse you of that fact.

I didn't always think of you like this and there is still opportunity for you to be a better person. Do the right thing, and earn the respect that is deserved.