You’re not the same person you were when you dated me.
So there’s no reason to think you’d fuck me when I’m having a night with my friends, if we were living together, and one of my friends would go into the room after me, if I weren’t paying attention, and fuck you again.
There’s no reason to think something like that, right?
If we’re never going to be together again, then why am I thinking it?
Jesus.