biglivin999

So, where am I now?

She didn't look that good at first, I swear. Of course I loooked at her tits first, and they were decent. Nice size, real at least. Legs were a little chunky. Normal. Kinda saggy ass. Oh well.

If I hadn't been forced to look in her eyes.

Perhaps maybe I wouldn't be here. Thinking about her.

There's a look she had. I've seen it before, but it had been too long, I wasn't ready for it. She looked right into my eyes, and I swear I felt my chest tighten.

For about 4 months now, maybe 8 or 10 if you count the end of my engagement, when I didn't love her anymore, I hadn't been looked at like that. The slight squint. The teeth moving over the bottom lip, to bite it just a little.

She looked at me like I was perfect.

I wish that were true, but it isn't.
I wish she weren't lying, but she was.
I wish I hadn't even gone at all.
I wish I'd stayed home.
I wish I'd just not even tried.
I wish September never happened.
I wish I'd never almost died.
I wish I had said no.

I wish she'd look at me again...