Loved and Lost

“We met at a restaurant, both as part-times, because we were trying to finish college. Well, that was more me than her really. She was well-off and I was barely scraping by. She could have everything she would ask for while I made do with what I had. I fell in love with her. And as fate would have it, she loved me back. We were happy. One day, her brother came up to me and pointed a gun to my face. Her family did not approve of me and I was never to show my face to her again. So I left. I left without saying goodbye. Yes, I was a coward. I couldn’t fight for us even when she would have. That was 20 years ago. Now I have a wife and kids I cherish. But the memory of her, my first love, will forever haunt me.”

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