Never Again
I'm sorry.
I know.
I love you.
I know.
Everytime I think back to Saturday / early Sunday morning. All I can think about when I remember that night is him promising me before we started drinking that we would not have sex, no matter what we said because we didn't want to do it while we were drunk. And then I remember really really really wanting to. And then I remember really really really knowing it was a bad idea. And then there was the crying. I'm still upset about it. He doesn't get it, and I don't want to make him upset, just because I am, but I can't not be upset. I just can't seem to get it out of my mind. Everything just feels different. Because I know he wasn't himself, but he promised, and then he didn't want to listen when I said no. And he made me feel so bad for doing the right thing.