On relationship endings.

I am not fond of them. This is true concerning any relationship. Not merely romantic ones.

What I am least fond of is the stark contrast in communication lines—when you go from seeing someone every day, talking to someone every day, to nothing, to silence. You still know things about the other person's life, that are about to happen. You still wonder. You still care. Yet almost aren't allowed to somehow.

Did he get the job he interviewed for? The one you drove him to? Maybe you won't ever find out. So instead you lay in bed watching his favorite movie, and reading the novel he wrote, that has previously been sitting in your inbox, barely opened.