Worth it

We met in September 2019. We said I love you February 2020. You moved in for lockdown and we spent a year in bed, drinking wine, eating ice cream and laughing. 10 years of dating disasters mean I still don't believe you will stay mine, but every ignored message and hour spent waiting to hear from someone who didn't give a shit, was worth it. I feel guilty for having had a wonderful lockdown while the lives of my friends fell apart.