He had claimed to be a lonely man in need of love.

Well, he never truly said it, but even the blindest bat could see that. But when you had been looking for a relationship— he ultimately wasn’t seeking the same.

Yet, you still pursued in hope that maybe you’d be an exception— that maybe, just maybe it’d evolve into a relationship. But wishful thinking like that always led to the same scenario that you were in now— him lying in bed with his back to you, and smoking a cigarette.

You should’ve just left the little arrangement if you were unhappy, but alas you’d come back more obsessed with him. You wanted the feeling of his hands on you.