Separate lives

I've not spoken to Paul (Chua) since Saturday.

I need to look at his text while typing a message to him, or else I'll forget what he said.

We've just been texting when the both of us are free, which is really a very few hours per day, especially now that he's a working man.

If circumstances were different (i.e. his mum wasn't there with him in Bristol), I'd have gone all crazy girlfriend on him.

Because you look good in glasses.

Because we like sitting on the floor in my room.

Because we're not looking at each other, but we're looking at the same thing ahead of us.