When I was a teenager, I met a guy. He lived outside the city, we rarely met, because his parents did not allow him to drive so far alone. We talked on the internet, sometimes we talked. Then the communication disappeared, there was no “official” separation. After four years of boredom, I wrote to him, saying, let’s break up well. They laughed, remembered, decided to meet. It’s been 6 years together since that meeting and 10 if you count this 4-year break.