The Love of My Life

When I was 18 my high school sweetheart was killed in an automobile accident.  We were engaged to be married.  He was my best friend.  We were together from the time we were born until the night he died.  Our Mom's were best friends.   We played together as children.  We had our first crushes on each other.  We shared our first kiss.  We could finish each others sentences.  We went out one New Years Eve.  We attended a party at a friends house.   After the party he dropped me off at home.  On his way home he was hit head on by a drunk driver.  This happened 30 years ago and I still miss him terribly.  I would love to see him, touch him and hear his voice again.

kasey132 kasey132
Feb 20, 2009