Primary

She'll never let go of him. Seems sweet as sugar. Deceit and false pretences.

At the beginning she said she had a primary.

Maybe she did. Sort of.

My man was to be her secondary. In our first foray into poly.

But within 2 weeks it became clear that her primary was irrelevant and that my primary was becoming hers.

I resisted it. Fought against it. Furiously.

That wasn't the deal I signed up for.

He said "Poor thing. She needs love."

She'll never let him go. Seems sweet as sugar. He won't hear a word against her. Deceit and false pretenses.

Spider

I hate her.

She's always there waiting for a moment with him.

Waiting for me to go to work or the grocery store or for a walk.

She never goes anywhere.

She's there.

Waiting.

For a moment with him.

Like a big black spider.

I might feel sorry for her.

But I don't.

She hates me too.