You Were My Obsession In Betrayal

I came to Rome to see you. I waited for you at the small square infront of a church in old Rome on the steps of the fountain. I downed two shots of Vodka to fend the cold away and my gittery nerves at finally meeting you after all these years for the first time., My rival. Though you know I am wearing a pink scarve on my head still I hear your voice saying my name asking other poeple if they are me. I jump up laughing to hug your foolish self with my laughter echoing in the night meshing with the echo of yours. Again we become one.
You and me became one once. Before, in the past. It is when you shared my lover's body. He betrayed me with you. from then on you became a damaged part of me that I was never able to part with when I chose to stay with him despite his betrayal.
we started walking with no destination in mind but the past. We talked. stopped while talking, then walk again talking. we stop and I ask you if you remeber my pleading letter to you 3 years ago, to help me understand after I have left him, what it that I am feeling, for no other woman but the one who shared his body and mind can understand. you stood there and said that you do remember, that I came to you for comfort. I tell you how much I love you, for you have embraced me with kind words and severe encouragment. We walk again and you tell me about your pain, the rejection, the abandonment, the insecurity it has all caused you. I stop you to look at you and with my eyes i am kissing you in the hope to take that pain away because you have never told me this. I didnot realize that my status as the girlfriend did not entitle me to suffer greater pain than you, the other woman.
I take your arm and huddle close to you for warmth. It is february and Rome is cold. as your warmth minggles with mine I feel again you and me are one. And I remember the past again how I hated you, resented your constant reapearance in our lives, but I look up at your beautifully chesiled dark face and unruly dark hair and cannot help loving you. we walk together as one and I am remembering my wonderment at who you are. And i cannot believe it that I am holding you so close to me. I listen to your words and see the expressions on your face and I forget my past and only think of your pain, the pain I have over looked. How selfish I have been. and I decided right then that I will give you all I have to mend your scarred soul. I try to convay my feelings to you.
I am walking with a wonderful woman Fatunia, do you realize that? do you know it from my attentivness to your every word and gesture? my eagrness for every breath you take? for every thought your mind inggage?. Can you feel me fetunia? Can you get pass the fact that Iam beautiful and that it is inducing your insecurities again? can you see that it wasn't a matter of a choice between you and me? that it was a choice of you and me. didn;t you see his fear of losing the both of us? You and me rebeliouse women, challenging, endearing, tender in our hardness. can't you see that you and me deserved the love that came our way?
Fatunia we were both loved I assure you. I do know. he loved me yes, and now I know he loved you too, simply because I could not help but fall inlove with you myself.