In the UK LGBTQI people can get married, adopt and pretty much have equal rights to heterosexual couples.
In such a society, it’s very easy to forget that it is...
we thrifted furniture together, we hung out at weekends together, we did a lot of things , together.
he made me laugh, and he cooked and cleaned and that's all great, right?
the only problem there was i wasn't in love with him, and i'm sure he wasn't with me either.
we spent a lot of time sleeping separately (i have a sleep disorder, and he was a heavy snorer), and eventually we just realised we were more flatmates than anything else (oh, that, and he was a complete and utter liar, cheat, and psychopath, but that's another story), and so he moved out, and i was single in london once more.
i'd been with him almost for as long as i'd been in london.