But I keep climbing and hoping things would change. And the sky turns gray, and the water from the rain washes progress away.

With Thong, I learned to settle for it. It's not what I want. It's not something I choose. It's not like I have a choice. But I settle for it, simply because it's the only thing I can do. It's the only option. And so, I settle with seeing him once or twice a week.