Simon was your other half, or at least you thought he was. Apparently he was simply using you, like a toy if you will.

Obviously, you broke things off with him yet he came crawling to you, drunk. “Cause I know that we-“ “Fall apart.”

Simon was desperate, his hands wrapped around your wrists while he tried nuzzling into you like he used to. “Please..”

This relationship ended just like all his others, nothing’s new.