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I’m not the kind of person who can play pretend for very long, he knew I had been drifting away for awhile.
I don’t know why I wanted you so bad when we met, but I guess something about you just really turned me on, maybe it was just a fun little game but I felt something that I hadn’t felt in a while, as bad as it sounds a part of me still wishes we could have finished what we started.
It’s obvious that you never cared at all, and that hurts a little bit.
It’s been a weird few months, and life goes on. I like to think everything happens for a reason, just not sure what the hell this one is.
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