It’s fear and jealousy. Jealousy that they have someone to come home to. Fear I’ll never find it. Jealousy they have someone who cares about their day. Fear I’ll be left. Again. I already had a parent leave me. Girlfriends have walked away from the relationships we’ve had just as it was starting to mean something. What’s next? Spending the rest of my life by myself and missing out on what everyone else gets to have? That sounds really fucking sad.