Stuck in traffic and no one to flirt with except truckers.
Not happening.
My phone rings and I don’t recognize the number.
I answer.
It could be the school, my doctor, or a random hot stranger.
It could be.
It wasn’t.
It’s the ex-girlfriend.
She flirts. We talk. She wants to grab lunch. I tell her I’ll think about it and say goodbye.
I turn on the radio. All 80’s! Yes!
They play:
Poison – Every Rose Has A Thorn
Bryan Adams – Cuts Like A Knife
The Cure – A Letter Yo Elise
I hear the echoes of the Universe in my heart.
Now I remember. Again. I can’t return to that place and pain. It doesn’t matter how much I miss her sometimes.
I text her snd it and it simply says:
“I can’t”
