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F. A. N. T. A love is when you blow each other and then vanish like a fart in a windstorm. No goodbye. No hello. Just a big fat nothing.
You: 'We good?' Them: 'Yeah.' (Then they blocked you.)
He texted you once. That was it. No 'hope you're well' or 'maybe we'll see each other again.' Just silence.
She posted a selfie with her new guy. You died. Literally.