2:30

I was still wide awake at 2:30.
There were no words left,we've said them all.
After we made love, I knew it was over.
Did I  ever really love him?
Or was I addicted to the pain,
the exquisite pain of wanting someone so unattainable?


A:-Just go,let's not pretend were something we re not.
B:-Come to bed..


A: I wanted to go to him, but I felt like I was tied to the chair. Some part of me was holding me back, knowing I had gone too far, reached my limit.


A.