Achilles' tears

Photo of Him and his best friend, last girl he slept with before me, in bed together with implied nudity. I think what hurt me most was that they seemed so happy, and that I too well know the power of close friends, especially those who have been you a tad too close.

Of course, its an old photo, naturally I am overreacting but as I write insight comes to me. Its the vulnerability. Because this isn't the ex he doesn't speak to, this is his closest female friend. 

Another Femme Fatale. And though his innocent brain may not figure it now I certainly know, he has my weak point. he could hurt me more than anyone. 

I bide my time. Brutality is, it would only be, if I hurt him first.