I want to write.

Embed from Getty Images I was supposed to be watching this concert with HIM. We would have been together, maybe at our home – too lazy to go out. Why would we want to leave to a bar where we would have to pay when we had all the luxuries right there in our home. A comfy couch, a plasma tv, super fast internet. We’d cuddle on the comfy couch. We’d sit and glow together. More likely what would have happened was I would watch it on the couch and he’d be in the other room, playing games. He’d come...