I was with a beautiful girl when I was in my 20's. She is half Chinese and Australian. Seems she got lucky and got the beautiful traits of both races. She was about 5' 8", long brown hair, beautiful eyes and a bangin body. We gave each other 5 years of our life and for a that time everything was bliss. It was perfect. My friends loved her and my friends were her friends. We shared our loves and passions. We used to sit in bed together and have bed picnics. We'd play video games, watch movies in bed together and stay up all night painting. I would hold her in the shower and let the water flow over our naked bodies. She would rest her head on my chest with my arms around her and fall asleep whilst she would listen to the beat of my heart.
I really loved her but sometimes things change and I guess nothing good ever lasts forever. We wanted different things and I was heavily into drugs at the time and she couldn't deal with the amount I was taking. We drifted apart and she ended up getting married to a friend that I introduced her to. She ended up taking all my friends with her, and although they don't know my side of the story, all of them think I am the bad guy in this situation. Funny that the same friends that started me on the drugs are now the ones that shun me because of it.
Her husband and her divorced a few years ago but she has changed so much that I don't know her anymore. She rang me a few months ago to ask me if she could borrow $13000 to get her breasts enlarged. I told her to fuck off. It pissed me off that we hadn't spoken in years and she rings me out of the blue just to borrow money. She is now pregnant to a new guy and I really wish her happiness but if you asked me if I would give it another go with her, I'd probably say no. I've spent too many years getting over her to just go back. I will always love her. I will always remember the bed picnics and video games and painting and long showers and holding her in my arms.
I guess I really never got over her completely because I've been alone since her, more than 12 years now. In January this year I decided to give up the drugs and I've been clean for 6 months now. Slowly piecing my life back together. It's a struggle but I am proud of how far I have come in the past 6 months. In my heart, I hope and wish that I will have something like that with someone again but I guess nothing is promised and to hope is perhaps a fool's hope.