My love broke up with me because I had lied to him in the first month or so in our relationship. Between our 2nd and 3rd date, when I had told him that I didn't want to see other men, I went out with a girlfriend, got drunk, and picked up a bartender. I ended up telling my bf about it because he seemed to get off on hearing about my past sexual experiences, but I changed the date of the experience so he would not know that it was when we had already started dating. I also ended up having to make up other details.
It was stupid. I would never do it again, and I don't have a history of cheating on my man. It's just that I really didn't know if he would judge me about it, so I covered it up. The lies were what he got mad at me over, plus the fact that I never would have told him the truth except that I got cornered into it and asked point blank.
The thing is, this is the love of my life. We are so sweet to each other, and I've been honest otherwise. Now I've lost him.
2007-05-15
10:46:55
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