It was the last day of our acquaintance. I didn’t know it at the time. We walked home from dinner, holding hands. You took me to the living room, where a wrapped present was waiting for me. I squeezed you tight and thanked you, looking forward to using my new snowshoes with you...but that never happened. I will always wonder what would have happened if it didn’t rain that weekend.
And within a week I was tossed to the curb like garbage.
One year later, the scene still plays in my mind.
The most difficult part is the lingering feeling that the one person I cared about more than anything else in the world gave up on me. It is bittersweet to see the changes that have occurred in my life because they cannot be shared with her. I want so badly for her to know that I am the person I always knew that I could be, it just took a little bit of time to get there.
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