all about empathy

I started talking to a guy from high school around the height of the protests in May. We’d gone on a date two years earlier and though it was all good and quite fine, I told him after that I would never date someone from my hometown. This time around, though, I was lonely and feeling a little bit of buzz around our connection. I said fuck it and we decided to hang out from afar and quickly committed to being monogamous quarantine dating pals. We went on a lot of walks, had sex in his Prius, watched Pose and cried together, and joyfully slept in his tiny bed full of spiders for three months. He just broke up with me over the phone and told me he “couldn’t meet me where I’m at.” He’s now back on tinder, with “all about empathy” in his bio. Should’ve run when he started asking me “how my heart was” every day.