Going back

I don’t have a relationship with him, and he doesn’t have one with me. But we keep coming back for more, more that is really nothing – and when I say nothing, I really mean nothing. – I’m t sure what it does for him, but for me it feels a void and . . . If I’m to be honest to myself it feels good in a weird twisted way. on another level, a more deeper level it feels  . . . Superficial and empty.

Like waking up with a horrid hangover and thinking What the fuck just happened?!


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