The game of love is often played without rules and regulations with
the heart taking the impact of its many injuries. We all know at
least one woman who have fallen for the affections and promises of
a married or otherwise attached male who has the ability to string
her along with illusion of a future together and a happily ever after
that is almost close enough to attain. She waits for him. She craves
his attention and admiration. Along the ways she falls into the role
of is lover, confidant and best friend. She is known to us as his mistress.
She is faithful and in some cases cherishes her place in his life as the
other woman. This often becomes a prison of love. Her undying
loyalty to her man is as habitual as a drug addict dependent on
their next fix. She will fight for him tooth and nail over and over
again even after he retreats back to the comfort of his wife or
significant other. She takes him into her bed and caters to his every
fantasy and desire in hopes of becoming the woman that he cannot
live without. This is her greatest desire. She goes to bed every night
with him on her mind. And she wakes up with wanting him next to her.
He becomes her reason for being. Her high is being in his presence and
making his wishes a reality. She ultimately becomes lonely and wants
her place as the queen of his kingdom