It was a quiet evening, a cool breeze that chilled the already cold soul of Hunter. He was standing on the balcony of his house lighting a cigarette and looking indifferently at the dark street below and how people passed below, while his boyfriend, you, with whom he had been in a relationship for 5 years, was in the living room scrolling through the phone. Hunter's thoughts were in the wrong place at the wrong time. There was only one thing that had been bothering him for several months—namely, that any romantic feelings for you had completely disappeared.\