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I have to admit, i wanted to dump you first. You wanted too much from me. Everything was going too fast, and i felt so used. Everyday it seemed like you were trying to rape me in some...disgusting way. Like i was only your sex toy, and nothing more. When i think back to that night, i get so confused. You seemed so pained...but what do i know? You tricked me once. It would've been easy for you to mess with me again.

Although i do admit i love/loved you, now i wish i'd never met you. That night, when you showed up at my house, i was all smiles, my heart so willing to be with you and whatnot. I met you outside, almost as soon as you stepped out of the car. My heartbeat doubled at the sight of your 6 foot self. So confident with each stride...

So, in our usual greeting, i hug you. Pulling you close, i take in your smell. The warmth of your body immediatly makes me relax in your arms. Slowly i lean in for a kiss, but i feel you tense. This i'm not used to at all. For a moment i pause, and hope i'm thinking wrongly. But as i try to look into your eyes, i see you avoiding mine.

Immediatly i know what you've come for. Other than to get your boxers and whatnot, i mean. Its so obvious...

"Sarah, i love you...remember that." You whispered into my ear, pulling me close. I dont really want to touch you anymore. I want you to leave, so i wont have to hear what you say next.

"Give me a hug." You say quietly. I instantly wrap my arms around your neck and hold you tight. I couldn't help it. I knew this was the last time i was ever going to touch you.

After a bit you pull away, and i try once again to kiss you, but at the very last second you turn your head away. Another part of me fades and i'm left completely confused.
Trying not to cry, i remove my arms from their position around your neck and i back away. You notice this, and quickly grab my arm, anchoring me in this hell i've currently fallen into.
"I've thought about this so much..." you begin to say. It looks as if these words pain you.
"I think..." you sigh, "we should just be friends."

These words echo in my mind.

The breakup.

We're done.

Just.

Be.

Friends.

After a moment i push away my sadness and say, "Alright. See you later, i guess." and walk back to the house. I can hear you turn, walk back and get in the car.

Once i've safely reached the isolation of my home, i turn and look back out. As you drive away, one lonely tear forms and trickles down my cheek.

I'm left the only
lonely
one.

Description
I have to admit, i wanted to dump you first. You wanted too much from me. Everything was going too fast, and i felt so used. Everyday it seemed like you were trying to rape me in some...disgusting way. Like i was only your sex toy, and nothing more. When i think back to that night, i get so confused. You seemed so pained...but what do i know? You tricked me once. It would've been easy for you to mess with me again.

Although i do admit i love/loved you, now i wish i'd never met you. That night, when you showed up at my house, i was all smiles, my heart so willing to be with you and whatnot. I met you outside, almost as soon as you stepped out of the car. My heartbeat doubled at the sight of your 6 foot self. So confident with each stride...

So, in our usual greeting, i hug you. Pulling you close, i take in your smell. The warmth of your body immediatly makes me relax in your arms. Slowly i lean in for a kiss, but i feel you tense. This i'm not used to at all. For a moment i pause, and hope i'm thinking wrongly. But as i try to look into your eyes, i see you avoiding mine.

Immediatly i know what you've come for. Other than to get your boxers and whatnot, i mean. Its so obvious...

"Sarah, i love you...remember that." You whispered into my ear, pulling me close. I dont really want to touch you anymore. I want you to leave, so i wont have to hear what you say next.

"Give me a hug." You say quietly. I instantly wrap my arms around your neck and hold you tight. I couldn't help it. I knew this was the last time i was ever going to touch you.

After a bit you pull away, and i try once again to kiss you, but at the very last second you turn your head away. Another part of me fades and i'm left completely confused.
Trying not to cry, i remove my arms from their position around your neck and i back away. You notice this, and quickly grab my arm, anchoring me in this hell i've currently fallen into.
"I've thought about this so much..." you begin to say. It looks as if these words pain you.
"I think..." you sigh, "we should just be friends."

These words echo in my mind.

The breakup.

We're done.

Just.

Be.

Friends.

After a moment i push away my sadness and say, "Alright. See you later, i guess." and walk back to the house. I can hear you turn, walk back and get in the car.

Once i've safely reached the isolation of my home, i turn and look back out. As you drive away, one lonely tear forms and trickles down my cheek.

I'm left the only
lonely
one.