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Hey Gareth, thanks for the memories
How dare you
How fucking dare you.
you just slept with me,
finished around 5 minutes ago
You looked into m eyes
You smiled and giggled
And whispered my name
You were my first real encounter
My first happy memory
you whispered how good I was
Held me close- my body shook
You too.
Then you got up and went to fucking bed.
Without smiling, saying goodnight, or a kiss.
Silent.
Knowing I couldn't go in your room.
Knowing I had to go down the hall alone to my cold bed.
My big, lonely, daunting bed.
Silently telling me what I already knew.
I'm just a fuck to you.
How fucking dare you.
you just slept with me,
finished around 5 minutes ago
You looked into m eyes
You smiled and giggled
And whispered my name
You were my first real encounter
My first happy memory
you whispered how good I was
Held me close- my body shook
You too.
Then you got up and went to fucking bed.
Without smiling, saying goodnight, or a kiss.
Silent.
Knowing I couldn't go in your room.
Knowing I had to go down the hall alone to my cold bed.
My big, lonely, daunting bed.
Silently telling me what I already knew.
I'm just a fuck to you.
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