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It was 10pm we found a small secluded spot in the middle of the city on a busy friday night. I sat on his lap, we talked about nothing and we kissed. I loved the way he looked at me, the way he rested his head on my chest, the way way he touched me gently and the way he twirled my hair on his fingers.
I couldn't stop thinking about the way he looked at me. I thought it was real. It wasn't, after that night I noticed how he lost interest and after a few days he cancelled a date last minute over an obvious excuse. I was hurt. I said it was alright, have fun and take care.
I will probably never hear from him again. Our paths will never cross. He probably forgot my name and face and moved on already with someone else. I still miss how he looked at me that night.
You met him when he was horny, you where into it emotionally, he just wanted to nut, he jer-ked off when he went home... Sorry that you were hurt