C11 Birthday blues

“Why are you doing this?” I question. “Yes, it was great for me too, but so what? Are you going to tell me you liked it so much that you needed to go away and think better of it? Spare me comments like that.” I look out the window and watch the road.

“You think so little of me. I haven't slept with anyone since I met you. After I dropped you off at home on the day we met