Diary Lies

Dear Diary

Yes I knew A was a playboy. But I went along with it. I was expecting him being a player but at least with some class. Of course I didn't expect that he would disappear just like that.

He has been chasing me for a while. Three months to be exact. He said "I had a crush on you" and I had butterflies in my stomach when he said that. Silly me. But I liked that. I liked the feeling being wanted. And that was it; I let him into my private life.

Nice body I must say. And a great kisser. He definitely knew how to seduce women. I let him seduce me and that was very sensual. But somehow what I wanted was some tenderness. I was looking for a person who could hug me during the night. A shoulder I could rest on. I wasn't looking for a steaming sex session so in the end I didn't let him have me.

I wonder if it was because I didn't let him so he disappeared. But he did offer me what I wanted: He hugged me the whole night and I felt asleep in his arms.

I woke up in the morning and saw him off. He leaned and kissed me. Somehow I had a feeling I won't be seeing him again and I was right.

Strangely, being left along like that feels like a break-up. And a broken heart.