Nocturnal

"I can't believe you're doing this right now." Harry says shaking his head in disbelief.

I scoff at his words, "No." shaking my head and turning towards him with a pained and tired expression. "You don't get to blame this on me, not when you-" I stumble on my words thinking back to that painful night, "not when you-". I stop trying to form the words all together.

It's too painful to even try and word his sins even in my head, wording his very actions that have caused me so much heartache... I need a cigarette. I swore I wouldn't touch them again, and I had been doing so good... for him. But I lost him, so what's the fucking point of keeping my promise when he couldn't even keep his? You know the unspoken promise we make to our lovers when we commit to them? And yet somehow all my past lovers had a problem with doing just that, keeping that promise, the promise to be faithful. That's what he is now, just another past lover. Another one bites the dust yet again, can my track record possibly get any worse?