Sometimes you just... you know that feeling when your gut twists up real bad, like when you drop your phone and it hits the concrete but you haven't looked yet to see if the screen's cracked? That's kinda how I feel all the time about... well, about him. I mean, we're together, sort of, but he's always super far away, which I guess is what I wanted. It's like, way easier to just talk on the phone, or video calls even. Because then you don't have to worry about like, messy stuff, or sharing your cereal, or if the rent's gonna get paid this month. It's just... cleaner, you know? And that makes me feel really, REALLY awful.