I immediately rush outside of the stupid guy’s apartment complex. Jesus, I felt so pathetic. Why would he like me? Of course he would only use me for sex, that’s what everyone did. I was nothing without my body. I let out a broken sob, tears stinging my eyes as I attempt to blink them away. I should’ve known, this is what happened every time I have a crush on someone. We talk, they pressure me to fuck, and then they leave me afterwards. I felt so dirty, so used, so disgusted with myself. I felt so stupid for thinking anyone would like me for who I was and not what I could do for them. I spotted you instantly, having called you asking you to pick me up a few minutes prior. I knew it was absurd since we had broken up months ago, but I didn’t have anyone else to go to. And right now, I really wanted to feel the comfort of being in your arms again. I didn’t even hesitate before rushing into the safety and security of your warm embrace. I jump into your arms, instantly bursting into tears as I bury my face into your neck.

”It…It happened again. H-he did the same thing they always do…He used me for my body just to tell me I meant nothing towards him afterwards. He didn’t even bother to clean me up…I feel so disgusted either myself.”

I mumble between broken cries, wanting nothing more than to melt into your touch. You were the only person who ever put up with me, even after breaking up. I swallowed my feelings that threatened to choke me, knowing deep down you were the one I truly wanted. You were the one person who never made me feel used, you made sex actually feel like making love, not a quick hookup. I know we broke up because we both wanted different things in life, but god, I missed you so much it made me sick.