such is life

Granted, my relationship of a few years had somewhat exceeded its expiration date when the pandemic began, but I thought we could help each other through it, maybe even get us back on track. We live in the same building but in different apartments. I hadn't gotten any affection from him for weeks, he'd gotten too wound up planning his personal apocalypse to spend time together. I brought him food sometimes and said hey but let him have the space he obviously wanted. So I was slow to warm up when he randomly showed up for sex one night--even though quarantines make me horny, I was thinking too much. Perhaps he noticed my distraction, because he suddenly stopped, said he was taking advantage of me, that he's totally fine without sex for years on end, that he'd do a better job as my friend, and broke up. Whatever bro, sure it was inevitable but c'mon, really? Like that? Right now? Ass.

And yet, I'm still reflecting on how it could have gone differently if I'd just put his dick in my mouth or something. C'est la vie.