My mistake

We met online before lockdown. After a couple of phone calls we had lunch and later a romantic dinner after which we kissed. We had some walks before lockdown and then would meet centrally, midway between our homes, to walk or cycle in the empty city.

We’d speak a couple of times a week and meet on weekends – all very social distanced.
The last time we met I went as her Plus-one to a July 4th BBQ, just as lockdown was easing. It was fun. My mistake was not calling her the following week – just didn’t. No excuse. This was her last text.

“As I haven’t heard from you since the party last Saturday, I assume you did not have a good time and we have come to the end of the road. Wishing you all the best.”