Being a #2

On that time I’m on my twenties, I thought that man that I’m with was only mine, never thought and no idea at all that he was married. Asking myself why I didn’t know that, why I don’t feel any doubt about him, he is such a good liar perhaps, time flies that we’ve been together, until one day, that woman approach me, asking if I know that guy (*him*), before I answered she told me who she was, *“I’m (stating her name) his wife”* at that moment, I feel that everything was falling around me, I  don’t know how would I answer that lady, I don’t know where should I go. I had work that day interring the office doesn’t feel right at all, too many things running in my mind, that almost I didn’t notice the presence of my Boss, saying greetings on me. That truth gives me struggle, which affect my performance on my job. It comes to time that while encoding on my PC, my tears start to fall on my face, that I need to wipe instantly to avoid being notice by my colleagues. Every day it runs on my mind that I’ve been number two all the time. That he lied to me all the time. And things keep on flashback on me. It hurts my ego, but I learned a lot on that experience. And now I know how to be wise in choosing someone to trust and to LOVE.