It was about a year ago I fell in love. It
was love at first sight and I knew nothing could make me as happy as he did, no
one could give me more confidence than he did. Tan, comfortable and absolutely
perfect in every other way, yup those Sperry's had my heart.
We went to school together, went sailing,
visited the beach, we basically traveled New England together. He got along so
well with my closet. We were inseparable. He fit me perfectly at first. Soon
enough complications came to the relationship.
We didn't grow together. That's when our
relationship started to crumble. Soon we didn't fit together anymore. I was
growing and maturing a lot faster than he was. I wore him out. Sometimes we
just grow out of the people we love.
Instead of moving on, I replaced him, my
new love looks just the same. Although he doesn't hold all the memories of my
old love, I can now make new memories with someone who is younger, and not worn
out. For some reason I have a bad habit of wearing them out, sometimes too
quickly. We'll see how long he lasts in my life.
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