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I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have an addiction to WhatsApp or rather an addiction to loving David through WhatsApp. It was a fantasy portal—a pipe-dream space that I could free fall into whenever it was convenient for me.

WhatsApp was so fast and anonymous that I was being honest, more quickly than I usually would with a new person. I felt that I was screaming everything I had ever wanted to say into outer space, into the unknown. But instead it was to David, to his shitty aviators and pencil-thin scarf. It didn’t matter. I knew that when I landed he’d be waiting fo... See more