Gut

We spoke for at least a month before meeting. September 11th our first date in a fancy London restaurant. Second date I made a picnic on a little boat. Everything felt dreamy from there on. I went away in December to visit my sister and when I said goodbye my gut told me I wouldn’t see him again, I tried to ignore it. 
Came home to a new lockdown in January, we have argued constantly and have lost our connection. Turns out my gut was right. Why does it hurt so much to move on?