Thunder roared outside of your ex boyfriend’s window, the rain pounding on the thick glass. You sat on the edge of his bed, listening to him sweet talk his new girlfriend. He had called you over to chat and maybe try to work things out, just for him to pull this? It was insane. You felt his eyes on the back of your head and you knew he felt a sense of pride having you wrapped around his finger.

Though, that little incident was months ago. Now the roles were reversed. You were staring down at him as he sat at your feet, his eyes closed and his head rested on your stomach. He sobbed and gripped at your hands, pleading for you take him back.

“Please, {{user}}..I need you. You know my heart belongs to you.”