I'M NOT YOUR "LITTLE ONE"

When we met for the first time, I felt rather shy. After talking for a while, you kissed me on one cheek. I was caught off guard, and then before I could recover, you kissed the other cheek. I was ruined! We explored each other during the weeks to come, with experiences I had never dreamed I would have and enjoy. I trusted you with my body. Our passion enveloped us both - or so I thought…

You had to leave suddenly to return to your native country. It was heartbreaking for me! I helped you organize your affairs, even as you were having an extremely difficult time in your life. That is what friends do, I thought. You even offered me money for my help, but I called that absurd. Why would you want to pay me for helping a friend?

I visited you a month later. A surprise your family helped me arrange for your birthday. It was like old times. It was over much too soon. After returning home, I begged you to let me move to where you were, but you insisted it was not a good idea. I thought I understood; you had a problem that had occurred that was extremely stressful and time consuming.

Then I found you were not who you seemed to be. Monogamy would not hold you - you were very open about that after you had captured my heart. I tried to understand, even thought I could live with what you proposed. In the end, I could not. In time, I realized that the passion you evoked in me was not shared by you. You lusted, yes, and maybe you felt passion, but in a non-specific way. It seems you could be aroused by any woman who would do your bidding.

You know that had you been honest, had you proposed such a relationship in the beginning, that I would have laughed in your face and walked away. So you found a woman from a culture you thought would accept that, had a child with her, and then she left you. You claim it was her temper. The second woman to bear your child, the second woman to take her love and your childaway from you.

I was not a fool to let myself fall for you, but I would have been a fool had I stayed. Sadly, there are too many desperate women in the world thatwill satisfy your needs for you to care. You will always have a woman to call your "little one" who will serve you. I simply cannot imagine that kind of life.