A lament on ghosting
We went out on five real and perfect dates involving late night walks and long drives out of the city. It was a situationship that had the potential to blossom into a real relationship if only we played our cards right. But as we were walking home from dinner on our fifth date, we got into a huge argument on how we wanted to spend the rest of the night. Immediately after, he apologized for losing his temper, dropped me home, and kissed me good night.