when i dated my last boyfriend, a lot of the time, i felt like i was single.
in fact, i wasn’t technically single, but figuratively i was the whole time.
he didn’t really care if he found out someone crashed in my bed.
he didn’t care if i got hit on in bars, and took drinks from them.
he wasn’t really in the business of jealousy, good or bad.
he also wasn’t really in the relationship.
i had a boyfriend…
