Well, I guess that's it for us. I mean, not completely - we agreed to be FWB, and this could last a while, but you know I'm going to look for someone else. Someone who is willing to be my life partner. I've already met one guy and already fucked him twice... I know, you'd be quite shocked to hear this, you'd be stung and say "you move fast". But the truth is, you killed something three weeks ago when you said I wasn't a priority. And I doubt it can be revived, and I know you wouldn't want it to. You were very efficient at killing whatever feelings I was developing for you; was this your intention? I guess it must have been, since you seem to read me better than most people. I should probably thank you for saving me more heartache later.
But still, the body doesn't lie and our bodies fit together so well, I think about you nearly every time I touch myself. And when we cuddle each other to sleep, so close and intimate, I have to bite my tongue not to call you my love. How I miss your skin, how I will miss you when the time comes, because we are on borrowed time. What I shame it can't be more.