Sunday, January 4, 2009

To Pete C.

I miss you. Every day. It should be getting easier, but instead it seems to be getting harder. You were my first. And it has been said that you never forget your first. For my sanity's sake, I hope that's not true. I need to be over you, but instead I see you in every passing car. Every time I hear that song, I think of our last night together. Our last moments together, now forever gone. We crashed and burned in the night, never to get back what we once had.

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  1. I don't even know that I know what this is about, but Susan, if I do. Fucking fantastic. I believe I met Pete C. a time or two, yes?

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