I slept with someone new. The first time since our break up that I’ve been kissed, touched, and intimate with someone new. And I waited a long time.
I thought about you the ENTIRE time. His smell was wrong. His touch was foreign. It lacked passion. It was disconnected. He wasnt nearly the lover you are…or we were.
I took three showers the next day. It made me miss you more. It made me sick.
And I know you are never coming back. I will never find another us.