It happened again
He did him again and I fell for it again
He did nothing different
I could kick myself for putting myself in that situation
I knew fully what the circumstances would be
He knew he would come, cum and leave
He did just that
I last saw him two months ago
Sheer coincidence
He ended up in my bed
He faded to black and was no more
We had the occassional chat on a social site
Yes I think about him after every encounter we have
I ask myself why
Why do I think about him
He sure as hell is not thinking about me
I think of him because...
Because I let him in
I let him into my space
I share myself with him
I know that all he wants to do is cum
Why does he want to cum with me
Why do I allow him to do this to me
Everytime I let him in I lose a piece of me
I know it is just sex
He just wants to cum
I ask myself why he chooses me to satisfy his sexual desire
Why do I allow him to cum
Why do I allow him to use me
He doesn't hold me
He doesn't kiss me
He just penetrates and rolls over
He says I don't want to be close to him
Why should I be close to him
I know the drill
I am a sensitive person
I have to front like I am tough and I don't give a damn
whatever is clever?
I am slowly deteriorating
I hate how I feel everytime he walks out the door
He leaves me with questions
When will he call again
Will I play pretend again
Why did you come
The latter is a silly question because I already know the answer
He wanted to cum
BOOTY BOOTY BOOTY BOOTY all around
I don't blame him
I allowed this to happen
He calls at the crack of dawn, drunk as a skunk, smelling like a brewery
Cum, snore, fart
Very exciting
Every girls fantasy
syke
Booty booty booty booty all around
