Sugs,
It's a shame that the only time I ever think of you nowadays is when I think of Ben...and it's never good thoughts.
Everything good about us has been painted by bitterness.
I loved you more than anyone...and like everyone else...it wasn't enough to keep you in my life.
It's like we never really existed.
You were my love.
And now...you are nothing to me...but a faded memory of something that never was.
Hurting,
T-Bird