But no matter how much we still cared or felt, I knew her career would always come first.
I said I still loved her and she reached for me.
She said the pain was too much.
Finally, she packed her things.
We stopped talking and began to argue all the time.
She became a different person.
She lost interest in where our lives were going.
Things were great for a long time. But then she became distant.
So a date it was. One turned to 2, 2 into 4, and before we knew it, we were in love.
I told her I wanted.....no needed to see her again. She seemed o.k. with the idea.
but soon we had to part.
I moved away from the old neighborhood.
It wasn't until years later that I would see he again. It was at a college party.
She hadn't changed a bit. She remembered me and we picked up where we left off. We said our hellos and later, our good-byes. I knew I had to see her again. So I called her.