When somebody asked me what it felt like to fall for you, I immediately remembered that one night when I stumbled upon something online.
That one night when I accidentally clicked an add that lead to a porn site.
Oh yes, "accidentally."
So it had these gifs of girls giving blowjobs or that titan gel ad that we all know that is bullshit.
But enough of that.
As I was about to close the exit button, I noticed a thumbnail of a couch, the what we all know "The Casting Couch."
Funny enough, it looked close enough to that one couch you had.
Yes, we used to make out there while your parents are not around or halfway through an Avenger movie because we're a pair of horny teenagers who can't keep their hands to themselves.
And yes, you brought it with you when you decided to have your own place.
Cheers to the memories we had on that couch.
But why was falling for you reminded me of that couch?
It was...
It was because I wasn't the only girl you made out with on that couch.
It was because you had to make out with them just to know whether they're good for you or not.
It was because I knew that other than me there are other three girls you also called "Baby" while we're still together.
It was because I still let you do things to me just to make you stay.
Because just like those girls who's cameras are focused on in those "Casting Couch" videos, I wanted to keep your attention to me.
Oh, you gave me your attention.
But after every other night, you'd have another girl on your couch.
It was pathetic.
You're a living Casting Couch and I fell hard for you when I deserved better.