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Let's see...rewind about 27 years ago.
I was 16, she was 17. "Tina" (not her real name), and I, had been dating for about 5 months, more or less. Passions and emotions got the better of us, late one night, in a secluded park, after hours, on top of a picnic table. It was...awkward, to say the least.
She started acting a little...well...strange about 2 weeks later. She started blowing me off, and pushing me off on her younger sister. I took the sister out a few times, but there was never anything there. I cornered "Tina" one day, and asked her what the hell was going on. She told me that she wanted to leave "Podunk", (we were from a very small town in PA) and start over fresh, with no reminders of where she had been. I, of course, was heartbroken, and she went off to college a couple of weeks later. I joined the Air Force a year later, and never returned to "Podunk", save the occasional visit. I've never heard from her since. I've since found out, quite by accident, that she now lives in a larger town (small city), not 40 miles from where we grew up. Although I have her address, and her e-mail address, I have not contacted her. Nor will I. 27 years, numerous relationships, and 2 marriages later...and I still have not gotten over that initial heartbreak.
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"I distrust those people who know so well what God wants them to do because I notice it always coincides with their own desires." - Susan B. Anthony
"Hedonism with rules isn't hedonism at all, it's the Republican party." - JumpinJesus
It is indisputable that true beauty lies within...but a nice rack sure doesn't hurt.
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