Relationships are somewhat of a glorified concept. One spends so much time trying to “get in” one, then the sparks fly and this feat is actually accomplished.
Do you remember, all that time ago, when I told you that I have a weird tendency to make connections in my mind between people and the seemingly innocuous things I talk about with them? You were wearing a band t-shirt the day I met you, and that band was one of the first things we ever had a serious, one-on-one conversation about.
Clearly I don’t belong here.
Like hey guy, last time I checked you aren’t really all that into this when you aren’t plastered.