"Baby, It's Not You. It's Me..."

Standing in front of the mirror, observing the voluptuous body he's embraced and comforted for six years and counting, I anticipate the night we've both been waiting for. I put on my Jimmy Choo heels, diamond rings and make sure the curls in my hair are tight, just the way he likes them. A ring on the doorbell... "Baby! Wow, you look good!! Before we go, we need to talk for a while. May I come in?" We sit on the couch with me in his strong, dark-skinned arms. Thoughts running through my mind like blood wondering what could be so important at this point in time...He gazes into my eyes, holds me closer to his well-toned body and says, "I can't do this anymore." Being the intelligent woman I am, I knew what he was talking about. I let loose from his embrace and moved to the couch opposite the one he was sitting on, slowly taking my heels off... "Baby, it's not you, it's me...I met someone at the Doctor's seminar last Fall and...well...we clicked. Can't get her out my mind and I felt it wouldn't be fair to be with both of you." My mind goes blank as i hold one heel in my hand and slowly stand up and walk towards the door. "If she's where you want to be, don't keep her waiting...", I say with teary eyes and smudged mascara. How could he...?!? He gets up, leaves a jewelry box on the table and walks towards the open door. He leans in to kiss me and in a split second I throw the heel in my hand at him, leaving a bleeding scar on his perfect face...My bad. Lol ^ ^, Living with a broken heart wasn't easy, nor fun. What kept me strong was what he told me "Baby, it's not you, it's me." I realised that I was perfect the way I was and that he was the one with a flaw. God had created me in such a way that no man of his standard deserved me...I'm glad he got the revelation. Ladies, when he says "it's not you, it's me", know that you are a beautiful creation and no man like him deserves you. You're a woman of value and strength, remember that. Mwah!!