Monday, December 29, 2008


As I was driving home last night, I began to have flashbacks of the guy I once dated over the summer. I saw his face and as he smiled his eyes got squinty, it was just as clear as if i just saw him earlier. Then i started to hear his voice, he had an accent that made me think of Boston. I still miss him, and think of him from time to time. I wish things didn't end the way it did. It makes me wonder why we invest so much time into another person and then within a split second, you may never see them again, leaving footprints of their existence in your memory.

1 comment:

Luuworld said...

well, at least sad love stories are the most poetic. :-D