I thought things were better. He said things were better.
and then he gets all quiet again.
and says that he thinks it would be best if we weren't lovers anymore (he said it like that).

I'm still crying.
I love him too much to really be angry, but I am so sad.

And part of me just wants to hold him down and fuck him until I don't hurt so much anymore. Part of me just wants to fuck anything that moves.
and that makes me feel even worse.