Friendship after sex?
I hadn’t seen or heard from you since the last time we fucked, almost 2 weeks ago. Then you call me, like I thought you may. Just like the last time, I knew that I’d be hearing from you. This time we don’t fuck, we watch bad films together, talk randomly. Both attempting to fill our individual voids.
You hold your hand like a gun to your forehead, I move it away.
You always apologize to me, you always feel guilty. I have the same guilty feelings and you really don’t need to apologize. It makes me feel uneasy.
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