Tuesday, April 04, 2006

2:365 David...

... was my first love. Kind and gentle. He drove a VW Beetle. We were together for what seems like ages (at that age). He cried when we split up and I'll always regret causing that...

2 Comments:

At April 04, 2006 9:18 PM, Blogger Sarah said...

I remember David.. nice guy.. *hugs*.. don't feel bad.
x x x

 
At April 04, 2006 10:28 PM, Blogger Caroline Natasha said...

Ahh, thanks honey... but I don't really feel 'bad' as such, just a little wistful about it.

He was a nice guy. Everyone loved David. I loved David. But then I think I outgrew that relationship and wanted more.

Normal behaviour in many ways I guess. Especially at that age.

I often think about David. I found out he has a daughter now. I hope he's happy and I'm sure he is.

My mother once said to me that the way you end one relationship comes back to haunt you with the next relationship. Utter codswallop I know. But somewhere along the way I developed the sense that the way I treated David jinxed me.

I made him cry as I told him it was over without shedding a tear at all.

 

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