What He Hadn’t Told Me

We met on a dating app, where his profile lacked a few crucial details.

At first, he was a fairy tale. Later, an addiction. We met the old-fashioned way — on a Muslim dating app. I had swiped right. Because he had kind eyes, or because a random phrase from his profile resonated with me. Because he understood the difference between “your” and “you’re.”

Not because I thought he and I would ever meet in person. Not because I thought we had potential. Because we didn’t.

Our exchange began unoriginally, with him saying, “Hey, what’s up?” and me saying, “Hey, nothing much.”