When we made love you used to cry; You said 'I'll love you like the stars above, I'll love you 'till I die'.

The girl wept uncontrollably, and the man next to her, in her bed had no idea why. I mean, he had not a single clue why this was happening. It had just been sex, that's all. And it wasn't like it had been bad; he knew it had been good, at least for him, and he thought that she'd enjoyed it. And now... now she's crying. Truth be told, he had been patient, and bided his time. He liked the girl quite a lot, and he was more than willing to go into a relationship, a proper one, with her.
The problem wasn't the sex. No, not at all. She had liked it, to an extent, but it felt wrong. And she was certain that he would not, could possibly not, understand how she was feeling right now, and she knew that this feeling, well, it might never go away, not entirely.
The thing of it was that it wasn't feeling right. She liked the guy, a little bit, fooled around with him, and decided that he was worthy. But when they lay together... that's where it started going wrong. See, what happened is that his body didn't fit into hers. His presence, his invasion of her, it was almost too much to bear. It felt like something alien was inside her, in her, and after a while... well, after a while the tears started.
And he was tender; he asked if he'd hurt her, or done something wrong. She replied in tears. He sat down on the bed, by the foot of the bed, and hung his head in sorrow. He wondered what the hell just happened, and if there was anything he could do to make things right.
In the silence of the night, all that was heard was the gentle sobbing of the girl. He tried to lay next to her, but it was as if she was somewhere else.
It finally dawned, and he dressed himself with his clothes that were carelessly thrown to the floor. Inside, he'd given up trying to understand. As he made his way out of the room, he turned his head and stared at the girl. She looked right at him, with vacant eyes. He could tell that something was missing inside her.
He chanced, 'How are we? Where does this leave us?', and the girl just shook her head, sadly.