He was the only person who could pop my back. I felt such stress relief around him. He seemed to understand me in a way that few others did. He respected me, and appeared to respect my intelligence. In fact, he praised it more than once. I think that he is smarter than I am, in some ways, and I liked that. He was a tad paranoid, but not overly so. He was the best sex I had ever had. He became increasingly paranoid, and starting accusing me of various things. He began treating me differently. Then it turned out that he had been lying to me the entire time about his relationship status. I ended things. I still miss him.