He finished the last swallow of his beer and took the metal cap into his mouth and began to bite it. I watched as his teeth destroyed it; twisting it into an amorphous shape folding and bending it until it was barely recognizable.

“Why are you doing that? Why don’t you just throw it away…?” I asked with genuine curiosity.

“I don’t know,” he responded, his tone perplexed. “I think it’s a guy thing. Sometimes you have aggression in you and you want to just destroy something.”

Suddenly all my past relationships made so much more sense to me…