October 8, 2006:
Unexpectedly I saw the name of the first man she slept with, after me. That was years ago.
He was a musician. She followed his band from town to town across America. I helped pay her way.
The breakup was hard. I think it's real to say we were very much in love. I was. Although I question everything about her now, I think she was too.
At the end of the tour I flew to meet her. She said she wanted to be with me, but it was a lie. She was plenty through with me. She wanted to be with him, but she didn't know where he was. I helped her search. We spent days, looking. I don't know why she asked me to meet her. Perhaps she didn't want to be alone.
I would say that he was marginally talented. I like one song that he wrote.
I hadn't thought of him in many years. Even after so much time, his name triggered a jolt. Of pain, and regret.