I stop by the closest motel to cleanse myself, needing to wash away the memories of him.Deep down, I hate that things turned out this way cause I still long for him. Oh, how he used to look into my eyes, caressing my shoulders and whispering the sweetest lies. I loved those lies, the voice that spoke them I loved more. His warm hands he'd place on my waist unknowingly supporting me from falling deeper. His smell, his everything. But now, It's all over. I'll scrub harder and stay longer in the shower hoping wash away my pain and tears.