He asked me for "a permanent alliance" but it was six years on and we weren't even on the same coast.
I called him after a vacation when I'd had fun for once, met a boy who paid attention to me. That was all, just some attention. When I told him, he just sighed and said he knew this would happen one day, that he could feel me pulling away. And he wasn't wrong about that, just about everything else.
I didn't even cry, not for years. Now he's dead and I miss him like I never did back then.