Jack
I won the annual Spelling Bee in fifth grade. I never told you that, but you wouldn't of cared. Even when you loved me.
You were always somewhere else: lost in your mind that was frazzled by everything that meant nothing.
I hated when you never payed attention to me.
At our wedding, you had invited Her and you didn't even dance with me.
We never had a First Dance, Jack.
But you always hated dancing, didn't you? Maybe that's why you didn't stay.
Julie
