“Ew.”

I started sleeping with my ex in august (pretty late into the pandemic) and now we are a Covid pod. We both live alone and .3 miles from each other. It’s like I’m living in a weird alternate universe. He’s the only person I see mask-less, touch, and allow into my home. I’m going to tell him I love him this spring (when he inevitably downloads dating apps and I freak out) and I know he’s going to say he’s not interested. I shouldn’t be doing this right now but it’s all I have. Ew.