We had a date planned the 10th.
The 4th I woke up to him being gone.
His account was deleted. Completely gone. No trace at all. He hadn't left any explanation. Not a single word. It was like he never existed.
And even though I had told myself not to get my hopes up, I could feel my heart being wripped apart.
I was lying on my mom's bed, desperately searching for another way to contact him. My head was spinning and I felt dizzy. The thoughts were echoing in my mind. Had I been catfished? Had he even been real? Was I going insane?
I came across his Facebook and sent away a quick message. But I knew he wouldn't see it. They never do.
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All Too Well
RomanceI was 20. He was 32. Inspired by Taylor Swift's song "All Too Well", I will tell my story about how I met the man who, for me, this song is all about.
