Oh well

You stupid fucking idiot. What did you think? That I would open? That's nice, so nice how you thought I would be there, but I wasn't. I can't even think of how pathetic that must have been. What would we have done? Said goodbye so akwardly and let that be it? What is there left to say? It's ok, I mean, it's going to be ok. You are not anywhere near mine and I could be making all of this up in my head anyway, what the fuck do I know. I cum with your name on my tongue, I dream and wake up to your ghost. You get to have that for now but it's already wearing off. You'll not forget me though, you'll remember how it was and how it could have been and that will be it; my name will be the one dripping off of you and you'll not even get the satisfaction of knowing what I'm like, tasting who I am.