I Guess We Never Really Moved On

Moving on. I loved Krista to death - she completed me. But I wanted to spend tonight with my other love and one of the only things that would be more important than her, my guitar.

I couldn't help but think back to one girl, the one girl that I would've thrown this guitar away for and did whatever she asked me to do. With her seemingly innocent attitude and lips to die for, I would've been at her beck and call.

But that didn't matter anymore.

I guess we didn't.