Hi, I’m glad you’re here. For this post, I chose to omit names and rearrange scenes to suit the piece. This is a paid post and it gets sexier after the paywall — you can become a paid subscriber to read the rest of this and my other paid posts below. The artwork is Jenna Gribbon’s Erotic hand in public (2018). 🩷
Realizing my underwear and nail polish are the same deep shade of purple as I’m peeing in a cup at the local health department for a routine STI test
Taking a micellar water-soaked cotton pad to several of my white pillowcases to remove her mascara
Gathering long strands of brown hair from my sheets, not knowing if the hair is mine or hers
Waiting for texts back, waiting for dms, waiting for responses on dating apps
Running into her at a holiday market in a different part of the country and not knowing if she’d be happy to see me
Rings removed and piled on the nightstand
Driving to visit her a state away for the first time since we stopped dating
Being left on read, seen, sent, delivered
A night together in a hotel in a city on the other side of the state
“You ran out of people. Expand your distance settings to see more people in your area.” And “It’s quiet around here. To find more people near you, update your search settings.” And “You’ve seen everyone who fits your preferences, but new people join every day.”
Seeing her around town twice in one day after never having seen her in person and feeling like it was a sign to reach back out on Hinge
Moving on and moving on and moving on