Indie boy - blast from the past

"I remember how good you were at sucking my cock, and by the way I'm married now and all I do is look. 

I think we could have been together. You were special. I was a mess. I owe you an apology. I remember just how good you use to taste, and by the way I moved to Dubai and the weather is lovely there and I became a teacher. 

Do you remember fucking in my car? I remember your beautiful mouth. Your eyes and your cunt and by the way I broke your heart."

All I can remember is pain.