Sep 16, 2019
The girl from class
She was just a girl in my class. She had so much to say during discussion. Her newness was intriguing. She let me kiss her even though we were both taken. I let her push me up against the wall, knowing what it meant. I broke up with my girl of three years that summer. Still, we fizzled out before the weather turned cold. We’d still go out to eat sometimes after that, but she’d never let me walk her to her car. Eventually, she married *him*. They’re divorced now. She still messages me sometimes, for no apparent reason; always opening with “hey beautiful” and never responding more than twice after.