About

My twenties. We met on a blind date during our freshman year of college. I was in engineering, and he was in med school. We weren't in the same department, but we moved in together and maintained our affection for each other even while being swept up in our respective assignments and work. We graduated, he went to the military, I got a job... even when he finished his internship... I thought we would last forever. . . . Around the time he was finishing his first year of residency, my workload was exceptionally heavy. I was consumed by stress, and he was far too busy. In truth, it might have been nothing. We had fought many times during our six years of living together. However, we had both become too sensitive. And just like that, our eight-year relationship came to an end. . . . Three years have passed.