I saw him again at the club this weekend. After not going out in ages and not seeing him in months, there he was. Right when I entered and was leaving my coat at coatcheck I hear his voice with his groups of friends. Ugh. Why?! And to make matters even more akward he was at a table next to mine. I saw him. He saw me. We saw each other. Blah blah. The awkard hello, we fucked on two occasions, it was wierd and we stopped communicating, and I thought you were mediocre in bed anyways but my heart still skips a beat when I see you. Grrrr ! It's like the one time in my life I hook up with a guy I've only know for about a month (which ok does not make it a one night stand) but still this merry go round shit is happening months on after our encounter. I know it was him you texted me a few weeks back. It's like why do you have my number in your phone still if you are going to text me at 3am in the morning and when I ask why? you keep quiet.