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My Highschool Sweetheart, we had been together since the summer before our sophomore year of highschool and like most teens we were madly in love yet over the next couple years nothing changed. Same love Same feelings same passion the joined us together. I had enlisted into the Army before I finished my senior year, both of us was excited too, we were going to start our lives with a strong foundation. It tore us up inside to know we had to be away from each other for the duration of Basic training but the letters bonded us even more knowing that every stroke of the pen was meaningful and endowed with trust.
Still we Loved each other, this is us during my graduation from Ft Benning. Young love is what everyone told me but I never listened I only seen her only seen the truth about love, My love. The distance remained the same as I headed off to the second phase of training but I was able to go home every chance I got just so that I could hold her in my arms, reassure her that she was the only person that mattered, we both came from torn families. Still nothing changed we could skype everyday and talk on the phone it never made me feel alone, she was always in my heart. That winter I got an engagement ring... It was beautiful and had enormous meaning to both of us. So during Christmas leave I proposed, Dec. 31 right under the stars and fireworks, lights and a gentle breeze captured the moment instilled to this day. The shock and happy tears as she said yes and we kissed, the world seemed small, true love I guess.
Everything was going great, wedding plans and how are you filled out talks everything was magical... well that was until she started hanging with someone from my small town who use to push dope. She met him through her mother who was addicted to many things and had to be bailed out of trouble more than once. I didn't want them talking and voiced my opinion but my calls were heard by ears of an angle grasped by deceit. She ignored me as our talks became shorter and she became more distant saying she was just spending time with her mother not trying to get to know the kid. Months weeks pasted as we started to get pulled further and further apart, then one day she calls crying.... saying that she sold the ring I proposed to her with so that she could get her mom out of jail... I was a fool to see through it at the time but I told her materials don't matter as long as she had her mom back... Next time I went home I thought I'd surprise her, and if you've ever seen the music video for whiskey lullaby you know what happens. I walk up to the door of her place, use the key she gave me last time I visited to open the door and silently go up to the bedroom door... I hear a giggle and slide the door open... the slight Creek echos in my mind as I see both her and him naked on her bed... I never blacked out I knew what happened as I snatch him up and proceed to break his jaw and fracture a couple of ribs. The smell of the tires on asphalt as I leave for the only reason of wanting to wake up from this nightmare. I ended things with her that day and she stayed with him... She got hooked on the meth he was dealing and has been in and out of rehab plus jail since. I never ignore her calls when she rings, I still love her. That won't change... But I honestly wish everyday that I wake up with her back in my arms and the past couple years were just a dream. Distant and vague.. there isn't a moral nor is there a lesson. But never give up hope.