I did not listen to what he told me. I will still stand in our conversation. We're still just a sex partner and as long as he doesn't name what he feels for me, I'll hang out with the people I want to be with and no one can stop me — not even him.

I grabbed my waist because it hurt because of what we did ago. We have no choice of place. Everywhere we go, we do "it" and are no longer afraid if someone sees us. As I ponder I played the pen because I felt like time was speeding up and I had nothing more to...