First girl I ever truly loved.
She broke up with me. Within 5 minutes … literally … she had the gall to ask me to drive her 30 minutes to drop her off at a get together with her friends.
I started crying while I was driving her… keep in mind it was a 30 minute drive. She kept telling me to “stop crying” like she expected me to feel nothing after she broke my heart and asked me for a ride?
I dropped her off at the restaurant where her friends were. I stayed in my car crying. I didn’t want to drive while my eyes were that wet … ain’t safe and all that shit.
It took me 3 years and some mushrooms to get over her but it was a long road.
I’ll always love her, just not in a romantic way.
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