Just a quick story about how fucking hipster I was with my last bf. So hipster it was almost cringeworthy

This is a true story.So my last boyfriend, lets call him Joe, and I would go out all the time and sit together on benches at this outdoor mall in my hometown. He would hold my hand while we spoon and listen to Blink-182 and other 2000's emo pop punk bands. One day we go to this cute little Italian restaurant. We finish dinner at 8:30ish and walk around for a few hours. We go back to his car and drive down to my dad's art studio. I know by this point you must be like "really? An art studio? Way to edgy and alternative to be real." Well just hold on On the roof of a near by building we lay down and cuddle together for what felt like a few minutes but was really around 4 hours. We listen to more mediocre punk music and star gaze. He turns over to me, we hug and spoon some more. fast forward a few months He gets accepted to MICA (really great art school in Maryland). He says we probably can't date anymore. I was so upset I cried for literally the next week straight. In retrospect, I completely understand. It just sucks when you think someone likes you a lot bit they leave you that fast.