A long time ago, Joel Wentworth told me he’d love me for infinity . . . and I can’t give up hope that it might have been true.
How long does it take to get over your first love?
Eight years should be long enough. My mind knows that, but there’s no convincing my heart.
Guys like Joel weren’t supposed to fall for girls like me. He had his pick of women at University, but somehow the laws of nature were defied and we fell crazy in love.
After graduation, Joel left to pursue his career in New York. He wanted me to go with him but my life was in London.
We broke up and my heart split in two.
I haven’t seen or spoken to him since he left.
If only I’d known that I’d love him this long, this painfully, this desperately. I might have said yes all those years ago. He might have been mine all this time in between.
Now, he’s moving back to London and I need to get over him before he gets over here.
But how do you forget someone who gave you so much to remember?