Not My Style

I never thought I would
I never thought I could
Until you came along
You are such a busy man
Relationships are a waste of time
Who am I to argue
When all I want is you

One Text. Two Words. Is all it took.
"Come Over?"

Nervous at first. Soon turned into lust.
The desire to touch. Be touched. Nothing more.
•••
We finish. I smile. No emotion. No feelings.
Again and again
No emotion. No feelings. Nothing.
We did it. It's perfect.

Uncomplicated. Raw. Sex.