He got off the phone with his bestfriend, thinking about their conversation.
He got up and cut off his light, and laid in bed in pitch darkness.
"How do you forget about something that seems to consume your thoughts?"
Tired of the lonely nights, and tired of the images he sees all the time, Love crossed his mind, all the time, and he never experienced it. His friends around him, see small potions of his life, but not the whole truth.
He closed his eyes, and prayed to God, asking to take the thoughts of marriage, sensuality and love away. He was tired of dreaming and fanatizing about the joy of someone else's touch, and wanted to focus on his almost perfect life.
So he closed his eyes, believing that God answer his prayer and went to asleep.