"Hey mom." I said.
"Yes." She said.
"Do you think I'm overreacting by not trying to find someone?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Like it's been two months since Ashley left us. I haven't tried meeting anyone and I'm not going to college." I explained.
"Drew, honey," she said to me, "you're not. What happened is traumatizing. Granted you didn't see her hanging. But she was your first love. Her parents and I knew you were going to get married one day. I mean look at you two. Inseparable since the first time you guys meet. It's going to be impossible to get over her." She told me.
"So it's okay if I never find someone?" I asked.
"I mean at least try. But no one's pressuring you." She said.
"The thing is I try but they all remind me of her," I said, "I'll think they look like her or they talk like her. I don't know. Maybe I am crazy." I sighed.
"You're not crazy. Like I said, she was your first love. You never get over your first love." She said.
"I guess you're right. She's really hard to forget." I said.
"I know she is." My mom whispered.
