Iâm not going to lie, I expected more from you that night.Coming from a girl with extremely low expectations from guys, that says a lot. IAnd for the record, when I say more I don't mean it in the sense of commitment or anything but I definitely wouldâve expected that you wouldnât be able to keep your hands off me. It had literally been months since weâd seen each other, and even longer since weâd fucked or I felt you powerless in my mouth. I just canât wrap my head around it... It took you forever to even initiate anything sexual that night â not out of the ordinary for you but I couldnât tell whether it was nerves, or second thoughts. I can honestly say I expected minimal sleep and maximum hours of pleasure.... Maybe it was my fault for not being more forward with you, but thereâs just something so unsexy about the guy youâre with being more interested in his phone than he is in you. All it did was bring back thoughts and feelings of not being good enough, making me question myself and my abilities...making me resent you and my choice to be with you that night. I guess the spark, the chemistry, it faded with my thoughts of you that night. I knew before we even got to that point that I was done with you.. The events of the night just confirmed my thinking, but here I am, awake again. I canât seem to stop my mind from wandering back to thoughts of you, the good times, the great times and then this hopeless night.