He told me he was 35…[sad] but[sad] he’s actually 48.
Said he was single… turns out twice divorced with two kids — one almost my age.
He looked young, stayed in shape, hid it well. I didn’t question it at first.
But the worst part?
He was only there when *he* needed me.
No real dates. Just excuses.
Always time for sex, never time for me.
In the end, I realized —
I wasn’t a girlfriend… [sad] I was just convenient.[sad]