Her Mistakes

"NO!" I scream.

"You don't understand!" I guesture with my arms in a big x motion.

"This? - You!" I point my finger at him and then back at myself. He stares, silently observing me.

"And me? We weren't meant to happen!" My loud voice wavers, the aching pain slowly seeping out "I shouldn't have been there."

He's shaking his head as he walks up to me, reaching his hand out. "You don't mean that [☆☆♡♡☆☆]."

"YES! Fuck. Yes! I mean it!" I take a big step away from him. I cough into my elbow, my voice strained. I lower my tone to whisper "I'm so sorry."

His beautiful sparkling coffee eyes are dim with sorrow. His curly long hair sways against his shoulders. The satin v line collar shirt exposing his lovely olive sunkissed skin and the sivler skullcross necklace he bestowed on our relationship glistening against his chest.

Gosh I wanna lick him so bad. Oh and that beard? The way it felt against my thighs. Oh my, I want him. I shake my head of intrusive thoughts. No.

My head hungs low, I stare at the floor.

I can't bare too look him in the eye. I wish I could just blow this off. I just want to run into his arms and apologize for how stupid I've been. I can't. I don't want him to get hurt because of me. I have to do this. For him.

Sniffling my sobs, I stated firmly, "[◇◇M1◇◇]. This? It wasn't real. You were just a good hookup." I nodded my head, lying through my teeth. "Great man in bed, but that's all you're good for. Food and sex."

Gosh I wanna beat myself up. I wanna put my whole head into a wall. Heck, I want him to do it. I wanna feel his hands caress my face as we kiss. I want him to put me in my place, to remind me that I'll always be his girl. But I'm not.

In seconds, his face shatters in despair. I snapped back to reality.

I'm silent crying. "Goodbye and thanks for the good times." I quickly turned around and ran without looking back.

I left him there, standing alone in the dark.

I wanted nothing more than to hold his hand as