The "No Rules" Rules

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"Wish You Were Here" by Incubus

A colleague asked me how's my boyfriend.
I told her that my boyfriend is 407.56 kilometers away.
When she asked me if we're going strong,
I told her we're strongly unrestricted.
No further questions asked.

My boyfriend(B2Y) of more than 3 years introduced a "no rules no regrets" arrangement when we decided to officialized our sado-masochistic relationship,
that's right after 2 years of love-hate courtship.
It was his way of setting the rules to prohibit me from intruding on his heterosexual activities,
all for his own selfish reasons.
A verbal agreement where I think it's also an advantage for me.

I met him when I was in 2nd year college and he was still a freshman.
He was a nobody then.
I just got out from my relationship of 8 years.
Playing around,
looking for a new love.
It was the time when I was getting somewhere with "I".
I was already making a name in college.
Wild.
Wicked.
And nasty.
While he was just a kid.
Skinny.
Nerdy.
And full of sarcasm.

We were making "it" on Superman's castle but there were lots of boys on the waiting line so we did not finish our anatomy class.
Few days later,
"I" and I were already drifting apart and I diverted my attention to him.
He'd challenged me most of the time,
and I played his games.
Until we ended up on the love detour.
Or should I say,
I pretended that I was so inlove with him
-it was a part of my vengeance when he once humiliated me,
and to show "I" that he was nothing.

To my surprise,
he's been very submissive for the first few months.
I eventually forgot about the "no rules" rules.
He'd pick me up after class.
Sends me home almost everyday.
He even introduced me to his parents when they were still alive.
We were doing fine,
then.
It seems that our set-up works well although it's purely non-committal.

We were inlove with each other yet we managed to live our own lives getting away with the norms checking each other's whereabouts,
demanding more time together,
and display affection in public.
Everybody knows that we are lovers,
but nobody knows what we have.
I got along well with his friends so I'm always aware of his whereabouts.
He was close to some of my friends,
but most of them disliked him.
He would prefer to spend time alone with me rather than going out with my friends.
But it's not (always) my idea of a good time.
You know me,
I'm a little bit of a bore.

Until he found out that I was still inlove with "I".
And we had a renewal of vows.
He was already somebody and became more confident of himself.
He started flirting and fooling around.
He was trying to hurt me emotionally,
but I took everything in a psychological manner.
He wanted to see me jealous,
it makes him fall more and more when he feels like I'm being possesive of him.
But I was already falling apart.
"I" made a quick comeback and I met MyBigMc.
We were still lovers but walls started to pile-up.
It goes on for months until his mom passed away.
I had a heart-to-heart talk with her few months before she got sick.
It was like a sign of her passing away when she asked me to take care of her son and to look after him when she's gone.
And then,
I became a replacement to her mother.

It was a promised that I kept for years and has been remembered when his father was ambushed last year.

Now,

I'm bound to become his adopted parents.