This kind of instant, thermonuclear attraction inevitably flames out as quickly as it appears, leaving broken hearts and bewilderment in its wake. It could never withstand the day-to-day drudgery of marriage, child-rearing, and real life. But in our case—with our real lives thousands of miles apart—it’s perfect. We’ll be perfect. Perfect strangers, unencumbered by all the bullshit that poisons desire.
