Men.

We matched on tinder in 2017 but never met, then started speaking again during lockdown. You helped me through the emotional rollercoaster of social isolation and then, finally, we were able to meet in person.

We spent a passionate night together and cuddled until morning. I headed home and couldn’t keep the smile off my face. You messaged me two days later and said you wanted to see me again. 

Three weeks have passed and we haven’t seen each other. Every time I suggest a date, you’re busy or you need to get back to me - and then don’t. Yesterday I saw you on Grindr looking for anonymous sex. How could you prefer to sleep with a stranger when I am just down the road?

Back to square one. Men are hard work.