(Note: the irony of this stunned me. perfect timing for the title.)
It shouldn't have hurt that bad,
But it did.
I wanted tonight to be perfect.
No distractions,
only whispered gratification.
Skin on skin.
I wanted to feel loved again.
I wanted you to want me,
for all the right reasons,
and some of the wrong ones.
Right when the world started to melt away
and dissipate down to just me and you,
you had to say it.
You had to tell me
You don't want me anymore.
I know that's not your exact words.
But that's what it felt like.
I choked back the tears,
and whispered ok.
And continued on,
trying to salvage
bits and pieces
of what this night could have been.
I'm starving for your affection.
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