I was always in there, he just took the shine off. Ew, no. He didn’t do anything. I did it. Let it be done, at least. Love will do that to a person. If it even was love. It was more like a prolonged stomach ache with long bouts of loneliness and average, intermittent smushy snoggy whatever thrown in as a distraction.
NO! Not about him! Even my blarg is about him.