How many were there; 2 more, 3 more, 4?

How many girls did you "love" the same way you "loved" me.

I was just a number, like I am in life. What I find most disgusting is I will forever know your name, and in years time you forgot mine.

I'll scream yours through every nightmare, there will be days where sleep isn't even an option.

I'll walk around zombie like while you are free. Playing dolly with your grandkids. Sleeping with your wife.

None of them ever knowing the countless girls you "loved," or was it just me. How many hearts did you break in your granddaughters playroom? How many cuts and bruises did you leave behind?