“It’s so difficult to play games like truth or dare with monogamous people,” said my boyfriend. “The dare is always about daring people to do stuff you know they’re forbidden to do normally and you never know how far you can push them. Is it okay to dare someone to snog their mate or show their boob? Am I crossing some sort of monogamy line?”
Every step we take together in this relationship, so poignant and so transient, is both amazing and – potentially – heartbreaking.
For three years I’ve taken the easy option. I’ve had a vicariously open relationship without doing any of the work. But despite a few drunken kisses at parties, I haven’t gone out on a date since our last polyamorous relationship ended (not entirely coincidentally, three years ago).