“This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.“
Her name was Indigo, and I broke her heart.
It all started six years ago in a convenient store on the corner of my block, where I worked part time, stocking shelves and taking out the trash. She was a cashier, and perhaps the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen before in my life. I know that sounds cliche but it’s true.
We’d often go to a fancy restaurant out of town to spend time together. Two spoons to share a peanut butter ice cream dessert before we end the night… Good times.
Things were so much better when we didn’t live together. Being under one roof and sleeping in the same bed every night was to much time together for me. I just think everyone needs time apart to miss someone.
The relationship lasted for four years, and there was no doubt in my mind that I loved her, but for some odd reason, I just couldn’t bring myself to propose to her. She wanted it more than I did, and though it seemed as if we were already married, something in me could not make it official. I never took that step forward. Instead, Continue Reading