Oh, lord, that sounds like mine: he wrote me a long letter, gave it to me at night, but told me not to open it until the morning. In the morning, he vanished. The letter just said that everything he felt for me was a lie, something to just forget about. This was my first "true love". Turns out he had another girlfriend 4 states away and I was just some sort of dalliance to him. It destroyed me and I stopped eating, like for weeks.
I too was brought back to that time. The Writer is really good and he should consider writing books as he is very observant and a very sensitive person. Being highly sensitive makes two things: great writers and broken hearts.
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