In the end, I didn’t pick the same college.
I didn’t even know what I was running from.
I picked a school right next to hers.
I watched her slowly start enjoying life,
getting better, doing part time jobs, and
making her own way. I watched her travel
around, like a beautiful rose in full bloom.
But it seemed like there was even less reason
for me to approach her.
By coincidence, I met her sister, Ashley. I
thought that if I couldn’t be with her as
myself, maybe I could get closer another way.
Through Ashley, I learned things about Sarah.
I realized how cruel and heartless her family
was.
Two-faced, selfish, and indifferent.
If getting closer to Sarah meant being closer
to them, so be it.
But Sarah was gone.
