the end of the line?

The Boy is trying to break up with me. For some, like Angel, this will be a familiar phase. He does this with reasonable frequency, deciding that the distance is too great, and we shouldn't continue to be together. I usually let him stew, and he sort of comes round to the idea of being together again. This time, it feels different, because now the distance is a big deal, its a flight instead of a drive. Am I heartless that it doesn't bother me that much? I don't think so, but I think that's because I knew it would be that way, so it is that way, and that's the way it is. However, he doesn't feel like it is. And then he gets frustrated because I'm not upset by the distance either, which I can understand, but its not because I'm heartless, but because I'm just dealing with it. But maybe this is it.