I think it's possible that I did marry the wrong one. But you left me. You chose the school with the swim team and the great bioengineering program and the 2,000 mile distance from me. And we both said it wouldn't be the end of us but deep down you had to know four years is a long damn time. I never thought I'd be 22 and married but there the fuck it is. Some days I just want to forget all about you as quickly as possible so that it won't kill me when someday soon you've got a great career that excites you and a great girlfriend who's got everything I never had, including a real relationship with you based on trust and mutual passions, and I'm here barely existing on minimum wage with a man who, like me, never had a chance at that kind of life. Confess ID: h2hc3zzv        Posted On: 26-Nov-2008