By j greer Date: 6 December 1997
In that millionth of a second before I spoke again my world came crashing down. The hopes and dreams that I had nursed and encouraged died an instant death.
"What had I done wrong?" I quized myself.
Replaying our whole relationship in my mind. The time we spent on the phone, the cards and letters we had exchanged, the hundreds of e-mails, the days we spent together walking and holding hands, the nights we had kissed on the beach, the hours we had spent in my bed, .
How had I made such a wild miscalulation? How had I let "those" words come out of my mouth?
How long had it been, a second, an hour? Quick... say something.
All I could muster was "Why?"