I never really knew the way she lived her life. I tried a couple numbers but they never called back. I didn’t know her family or friends at all… With no one to call, summer turned into fall, and I gave up.
It’s been a couple years and I guess I’m fine about it. It’s not like we were married, it was three or four months. And nothing’s really different though it seems like I’ve spent my life in planes, which is kind of strange, but I don’t know…
“You always hurt the one you love,
The one you shouldn’t hurt at all.
You always take the sweetest rose
And crush it until the petals fall.
You always break the kindest heart
With a hasty word you can’t recall.
So if I broke your heart last night
It’s because I love you most of all.”—The Mills Brothers - You Always Hurt The One You Love