In the Rearview
I will always remember meeting him for the first time.
This skinny, emo-looking kid from the suburbs with no clue as to where he was going, complete with a stutter and a freshly broken heart.
Could you blame me for taking pity on him?
I was 19 and young and stupid; I’d lived in the city my entire life.
I was determined and self-absorbed.
And I used to think he was the naïve one.
Now I know it’s always been me.
This skinny, emo-looking kid from the suburbs with no clue as to where he was going, complete with a stutter and a freshly broken heart.
Could you blame me for taking pity on him?
I was 19 and young and stupid; I’d lived in the city my entire life.
I was determined and self-absorbed.
And I used to think he was the naïve one.
Now I know it’s always been me.