When I left this town, I left behind a piece of my heart. I did it for us. Enlisted in the army, served overseas--it was all for a better life. A life she deserved. A farmhouse with a white picket fence, a dog, kids--the American Dream. Going home to her has always been the plan. I just didn't anticipate any other reasons for escaping this sandpit.
Now I'm back. Burying our dreams. A shattered heart and no mending in sight. Guarded like a shield to protect me from a pain that I never knew existed. I didn't think I could possibly move on, let alone with someone else. And never with her sister.