We met years ago. In a very interesting but irrelevant way. We have been f***ing for the last 4 months. You refuse to acknowledge my existence outside of the flat you live in. You don't know what you want one minute, and the next you want to be with me. You hurt my feelings constantly and I don't know if you know you're doing it or what. You were a mess and constantly drinking, I encouraged you to stop. You've been sober for a week and now your whole attitude towards me has changed. You don't like being around me and you barely touch me. So was I only good enough for you when you were drunk? Gee thanks. Also f*** you.