I remember when we first met, downtown crossroads.
The streets were filled with people shuffling from one art gallery to the next. Jazz was played on the corner of the streets, causing the noise pollution to die down a bit. People listened and danced.
You grabbed my hand and swung me towards you, and I realized, just in the shortest time, we were swing dancing.
We ******. We couldn't dance, but just the fact that you were touching me and I was touching you created a gate that held back all my negative thoughts and feelings. You were the only thing that was there. It was just the music... And you...
This "relationship" we had was slowly turning into a war. You cheated and I stayed.
Staying with you was a simple mistake that I had made only because I thought that I loved you, and you made me believe that you loved me back. Every single day since you forced your lips against that other girls, I have been nothing but jealous and hurt, but I didn't distribute my jealousy as much as I did my sadness and anger.
You, put me through more than I asked, In fact I asked for nothing that involved pain and suffering. I only asked for love and caring.
We had many good memory's, and many photographs were taken. I will never forget the great times we had.
I will never forget you.
By Audrey Lucille Pendergraft
10/22/20013
