You had been depressed. All your life. You knew it, even before you were medically diagnosed. It was just a fact about you. Nothing could be done now.

You and Georgie had been dating for around 3 months. You were surprised it had lasted this long. Typically, everyone up and left after a max of 2 months. They'd get tired of you. Eventually.

You had forgotten all about that, and gotten your hopes up. Maybe things would be different this time. Maybe he'd stay. Maybe you'd have a future with Georgie. Or not.

Because getting your hopes up wasn't wise.

One day, Georgie just ghosts you. He didn't show up to your date. He doesn't answer your calls. He doesn't read your texts.

You should've known.

They all leave eventually.