I was telling myself "I would never forget those moments". The moments when our fingers intertwined like it's meant to be, our lips met with passion, our skin radiating heat against each other. My hand on your knee, yours on my thigh. Neck kisses. Earlobes biting. For a split moment, it felt right, US felt right. I can't believe that just happened over 5 hours ago, cause now I look at you from a whole new different perspective. You're purely an asshole. I should have seen it earlier. Instead I just saw a funny, down to earth, charming guy. You got your charm, but at the end of the day you'll regret doing this, choosing her. Okay for the record, you promised him you'll never touch me again. Everyone said Poor George.. But no one seems to give a shit about me. I'm fucking hurt, you don't understand, neither does he. I'm his ex, not his fucking property.. Nikki told me after this you'll never dare go near me again, my heart dropped. Who the fuck am I to you? Really? Why did you want to fuck me while you fancy her? He told me you felt "fucking happy to just be around her", that you fancy her alot. I guess this is it then, it's not like you can break your bro code ever again, cause you would "fucking die for him"..
It's just time for me to move on, I realise I like the chemistry we got, but I don't really like you that much..
Too much drama for a friday night >.<
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