Dear B I think, him and I, we are not wired to be together. I could go on and on about how he is not what I want him to be, but that is not his fault. We are just not the missing puzzles, we are just different pieces and we don't complete each other. And my expectations of him and him failing those expectations should not be something he would account for. The conclusion is- We are not each other's type. But this quarantine is so difficult. It is making me want to have long deep conversations with him. Tell him I miss him when all I miss, is the normal-ness, the comfort, the security. Talking with him could be my only distraction and that's what I seek. I know it is all so wrong. He doesn't see himself falling for me. This has no future, nothing at all. Yet I can't wipe him off my mind. I am trying my best to stop myself getting hurt. But I am failing miserably. He is not gonna call. Yet I so badly wanna hear him talk. I am in such a depressing episode. ...