Night Drive
by jpathomas
a while ago
Davis, CA
Description:
I drove all night. I'd never been north of LA, had no idea what I was going to find when I got there. I rang her doorbell at 3 AM, she let me in, held me while I cried. I'd been the one who wanted to leave, but it still hurt. Withen a few weeks it was clear that this wasn't going to work. She'd fallen for the musician, but I was just a man, like other men, and that was not good enough. In the end I can't say I blame her though, I didn't know who I was, how could I have expected her to know?