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idk wats wrong with me, I dont sleep around...but I found myself in another's bed...

His blue eyes bore into mine

I forgot why I was here…

His labored breathing echoed in my ear

I was waiting for him to say

"I love you"

But I knew it would never come

I was nothing to him

…we were just having fun.

But why couldn’t I stop thinking about it?

Thinking about him?

About how much I really didn’t know?

He laid there, his weight bearing down on me

It all meant nothing…

I realized in that moment

That’s exactly what he thought of me

How did I get so lost…?

What was I doing in his bed?

He wasn’t even my boyfriend…

Who by the way had called me

Left a voicemail saying

"Hey baby, I was thinking of you. You mean the world to me, just thought you should know."

My phone rang while he was on top of me

While I was busy questioning my integrity

What the hell was I doing here?

No one else can know…

I’ve become a hoe

Things need to change…

I’m the first one to admit when I’m wrong

I called him back …

"Look we need to talk"

"We do, you see baby I love you. I want to make you happy, just tell me what I gotta do"

He broke my heart then and there, expressing through words how much he cared.

What could I say to him then?

I couldn’t tell him where I’d been…

I doubt he would love me then