I fell in love with her in high school and I knew then that she would be mine.
But life interfered. She moved halfway across the country and I went to college.
I knew she moved back home. I knew that her mother had died.
But I did nothing.
I was ashamed. I had walked away from her, thinking it was best for both of us. Now, thirteen years later, I can’t leave her alone anymore. I need her, but convincing her that we can still be together is going to be difficult. I hurt her bad when I left, but that’s just the beginning of our problems.
I fell in love with him under the stars. He was my savior when everything in my life was crumbling. But then he was gone and I was all alone again.
Thirteen years later, he’s back and he wants me. But I’m too angry. The only reason I’m even speaking to him is he helped me get a job…with his brother. Now I’ve been caught up in some kind of game he and Eric have going, and I’m stuck with him.
I hate him. But I still love him.
It would be so easy to fall back in love with the man he is now. Deep down, he’s the same person, just dressed fancier. But that’s the crux of our problem. We’re different people than we were in high school.
I just can’t see this working, and if we keep trying to go down this road, it’ll only end in heartache.