The Irony of the Relationship
It's all going to sound more vapid than I had wished it to be.
But more often than not I wish I hadn't taken on this relationship with him. This never means that I think less of him, it's only that he happened to catch me at this one part of my life that I enjoy being single, and enjoyed the fleeting moments with relatively unknown men. And mostly I miss my own independence and the solitude.
Looks like I'm getting just that when I leave this country to my real home. Needless to say, this bothers me less than he thinks it does.