"Ice cream, can I have a bite?" Seeing other people's stuff so clearly, wanting it because it belongs to someone else—this doesn't change even as an adult. In college, there was a guy who conveniently fit the bill. He confessed, "I like you," but we didn't date and kept things casual. The sex with my boyfriend was lackluster, and when I missed having a boyfriend, I'd ask, "Can we meet up now?" Even if you send 「？」 he will reply 「Sure」 100% of the time. This convenient existence graduated but doesn't have a steady job, and has been working part-time at a bar since his student days, ready to come running whenever I call... Apparently, he chose the part-time job life for this reason. For the first time in a while since becoming a salaryman, he went to a bar with his boyfriend because he wanted to see a jealous face. It seems he's dating a female part-timer from the same bar and was making a very awkward face. Other people's stuff always looks good... you want it... change of plans... I'll sleep with you. When I sought a physical relationship after so long, he didn't refuse. Like in our student days, he would conveniently call me over and we'd have sex repeatedly. He truly loved me... but couldn't be mine. Torn by this dilemma, he said he was going back to his hometown to re-evaluate his life. I won't stop him… But, there are plenty of replacements for a boyfriend, but no one can replace you... I always want you to like me. Is it selfish to think that? I've given you a lifetime of an indelible youth tattoo...
