I’m searching for someone who meant everything to me—my boyfriend, Dylan Kelly from Tullamore, Ireland. We were together for three short but unforgettable months, separated by an ocean but never by feeling. I’m from the United States, and despite the distance, what we had felt real, steady, and rare.
Then one day, something so small turned into something irreversible. I restarted my phone—just a simple reset—but it wiped everything. Every message, every photo, every piece of him I had saved. Just like that, he was gone from my reach. No number, no social media, nothing. I didn’t even have the chance to say goodbye.
It’s been two years now, and somehow, I still think about him. I still wonder where he is, what he’s doing, if he ever tried to find me too. Some people say three months isn’t long—but when it’s real, time doesn’t measure it properly. He mattered to me. He still does.
If anyone knows Dylan Kelly from Tullamore, or if this somehow reaches him—I never disappeared on purpose. I lost you, and I’ve been hoping ever since that somehow, someday, I might find you again