Driving me crazy… the stars in my eyes from the bright lights. The ringing in my ears from the pulsing music. Why did I come here?

The girl beckons at me again, swaying her hips. What do you want? I shake my head and grip my drink.

This place is driving me crazy.

Half-naked girls wrapping themselves around me, when all I want is you. You’re probably sitting at home, watching football with the guys. You told me to go meet girls. My heart is broken. I don’t want girls.

I don’t want girls.