Wednesday, July 06, 2011

I was still in college when it happened. Starbucks. At night. He sat across the table with his hands on his face. He apologized, said that something happened the night before.

I walked out of there immediately. He followed and asked me to stop. I turned around and asked him 'Why?". 'Sorry.', he said.

"What do you want from me?" I pleaded.


"Nothing..."


"Then you get nothing."



- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.