last session

Today I lost the Jason I used to have.

The Jason I used to have would text me several times a day to see how my day was going. The Jason I used to have would get upset with me for countless reasons: leaving his apartment for mine when we were upset, joking about cancer, crying like a kitten to see if the cat he was watching would react, being dishonest about who I was talking to, and giving him back his keys.

The Jason I used to have would take me places: Costco, Japan, camping…every pho restaurant in Oakland.

The Jason I used to have would piss me off every single day for the last six months of our relationship, and do it well, the way he does everything.

The Jason I used to have did not share my humor. He was giggly with his friends and kept his newest friend, the one he giggled with the most, a secret.

He doesn’t hide her anymore because he’s not in love with me any longer.

Though there’s still love.

And we talked about it. For fifty minutes. For $65 each.

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