She stares at his truck as he drives away, a cloud of exhaust blowing in her face. Numb, she slowly ascends steep stairs into her empty apartment, scared to cry because she knows she’ll never stop once she starts. So many things race through her mind as she tries to pretend this isn’t really happening and wonders what is wrong with her. How come it never lasts?
She thought he was perfect, exactly her type. He fit all the requirements; funny and artistic, free-spirited and open, gorgeous blue eyes made bluer by his thick brown hair. Everything about him reminded her of all the things she missed about her first love and soon after they met she was dreaming about their future together. It took longer for the problems to start; for disagreements about his poor time management and broken promises to pop up. It slowly unraveled until they fought daily and even then, she needed more time before she accepted they weren't in love anymore.
So she’s sitting on her cold kitchen floor again and just like the last time, her heart is broken. Reflecting on what went wrong, she realizes she despises the qualities that made her fall for him in the first place. The familiar feeling is more than she can take and she vows she won’t do it again, promising herself she will find the love she deserves. Two months later she’s at a party and locks eyes with a man across the room. He’s gorgeous; shaggy brown hair, pale blue eyes and a casual cool about himself. He crosses the room and confidently introduces himself. “So what do you do?” she curiously asks with a flip of her long, curly hair. He tells her about his passion for the arts, his love for playing the guitar and writing music. At the end of the night she gives him her number as they make loose plans to get together. When she goes to bed, she’s unable to sleep as she thinks about what to wear on their first date.
Funny if it weren't so sad! Want to submit this one to the school literary magazine, the Eyrie, see if the editors like it as much as I do?
ReplyDeleteI wanted it to be funny; like, this girl is so stupid going for the same exact guy who breaks her heart every time, it's hard to feel sorry for her. I wish I could somehow make her utter blindness to what is going on more apparent, like why she would go from promising herself never to date that kind of guy again to forgetting that when she meets the guy at the party. How could I do that?
ReplyDeleteI would definitely see what they think about it, I've never submitted anything to anybody before, so that sounds exciting! How do you do it?
"How could I do that?"
ReplyDeleteIMO, you did exactly that!
Eyrie--fill out what you can on this below, and send it and the original piece as a word attachment to me at johngoldfine@gmail.com and I send it on to the editors.
Below is the submission sheet for The Eyrie, the school's new literary magazine. If you've written something you'd like to submit, fill this out, email it to me along with the piece or a link to the piece, and I'll sign it and forward the whole thing to the magazine.
The Eyrie Submission Cover Sheet
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Sam, Please keep writing. Once or twice a week. Don't stop. ;) Jason
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