I don't even know why. Here's a girl whom I haven't even had sex with ... the most I've done was touch her, but damn, it felt so good. Feeling her on my fingers, kissing her pouty lips. It drove me insane. I've never been one to commit. And I never thought I would. That's why it hurt even more when it all went down - knowing she was cheating on someone else with me. The tabloids and gossip sites have been full of photos of her lately. After the initial scandal of being caught kissing me, she went back to that Italian guy. Cristiano. His name alone makes me want to break his teeth. Because as much as I try to convince myself that I don't care ... I do. I want her for myself, want to feel her warm lips on other parts of my skin. I want her touch, her love, her attention. And I've been robbed of all of that by some dude named Cristiano, for fuck's sake. What hurts the most is the fact that she didn't even try to explain. After we went our separate way in that alley, she didn't try to make contact with me once.
