I Don't Know
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Last published Thu, May 14, 2015
Three years, Six months, three weeks, and two days. That’s how long it was. If you’re going from when we started dating. We met a month and two weeks sooner.
I’m typical, right? Just another romance story. I’m not gonna claim that this is different. That this isn't the same ‘I love you's and 'let's be together forever's.
In all honesty it could be, but then again, I wouldn't know. I don't even know how I know that number.
All I know is that our relationship started with a bang. And ended in a meltdown.
All I know, is that I can’t remember anything past that moment.
You see, I just banged my head, and now I’m in a hospital bed. And I’m staring at the blanket without a clue what my name is, all I can remember are the words, “I’m sorry.” And the sound of footsteps on wooden floors.
All I can remember is the name resonating through my head, and I know it’s not my own, because I just can’t imagine my parents, whoever they are, naming me Curtis.
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