There are some people you will never forget, no matter how much time goes by.
(and he wasn't my first)
I found the letter my best friend wrote to him while cleaning my room. Hidden under old birthday cards and school papers in the trunk that saw me through high school and my first year of college, I felt the inexplicable weight of the simply addressed envelope as I held it. I couldn't stop myself from sliding the pages out of the envelope and rereading those words for the hundredth time. The feeling didn't change - I felt all the wind sucked out of me and the panic of those memories. The words didn't change - the story of a girl who believed in me, who wanted to stand up for me, who wanted to validate me. And the outcome didn't change - I felt the questions creeping back in and all of those memories (theplaygroundworkmcdonaldsthestairsyourmotorcycle), but worst of all, the undeniable loneliness and my shame that I still miss him.
That relationship cost me my self-respect. It cost me a city and a job, a best friend and two years.
It cost me a lover.
He will probably cost me many more.
he was just the first.
they weren't there
Posted by trey at 9:38 PM
Labels: Lovers, Relationships
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