I really like you.
but I'm afraid of that happening again.
I didn't feel any emotion from the experience
and I know you didn't either.
We kissed and it wasn't because we like eachother oh-so-much.
We touched and it wasn't to marvel over the other.
We were naked and it wasn't because we thought the other was beautiful.
We held eachother and it was to make ourselves feel loved.
You touched me for you and I touched you because I felt that
I had to.
I made soft sounds to make you feel good
and I tried not to compare you to her.
I tried not to think of her the whole time,
I really did.
You didn't make me feel beautiful, loved, important, or special.
We didn't even talk afterwards other than to search for different
articles of clothing.

I didn't like when I pulled my lips away from yours
and tried to search your eyes
You fought to keep your lips on mine
and when you finally gave up
You wouldn't meet my eyes over than for a second.

I don't know what I'm saying.