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Saturday night.



I'm surfing through the channels trying to find something interesting to watch.


My phone suddenly rang. When I saw who it was, I answered it immediately. "Hello?"


"Hey, what are you doing?" He asked.


"I'm talking to you, obviously."


"Well, aside from that?"


"I'm breathing."


I heard him chuckle over the phone, "Could you come over here?"



Since I'm bored and I have nothing to do, I said yes and I already miss him. After the phone call, I prepare myself to go at his house.




Here I am, I found myself again under the bedsheets with him. As always. What can I expect? This is what happens when we're together.




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I stared at him while he's sleeping. I'm savoring the moment because once he wakes up, I should face again the reality that there's no us.


No commitments. Just satisfying each other's needs. But I want more than that. Too bad, he doesn't.


I looked at the clock and saw that it's still five in the morning, I decided to go back to sleep.


I woke up and saw him fixing himself. Looks like he just came out of the shower. "Good morning." I greeted him.


"Morning."

I just stared at him, wondering what's going on his mind. Sometimes, I wish that I'm a mind reader so that I'll understand him.



"You're drooling," he said with a stupid grin on his face. I almost roll my eyes but stopped myself from doing it.



I want to talk to him. I mean, I'm always hoping that aside from what's happening between us, someday, there would be another reason why we're seeing each other. Not just because of this.


What can I say? I can never walk away. I can't stop myself because I'm already so used to this. I might be out of my mind to be in this situation with him for a long time.



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