seeing you tonight...

Pete, your now ex, joined this new band. He focused on it more than you. And when he did see you, he just hit then left.

So you broke up with him, blocked his number, everything you do in a breakup. It was over. And you promised yourself you wouldn't do it again.

But, you didn't hold up well when he sent you a filthy little photo. What were you supposed to do? Block his new number? No, no you couldn't. Couldn't do anything but go for it.

It's a bad idea, right?

But, you ended up in his bed, as you were now, laying beside his body which was still sticky and Jesus Christ. Your lies to yourself did not hold up.