Magnolia

We met at the magnolia tree where it all began. However, today was different. I knew it all. I knew everything you had done to me. All of the texts you had sent all of the times you left me and I had no idea. Apart of me feels bad. When you were first talking to her you told her that I was always going to be your first love, and no one could take you from me. But that just had to change I guess.

Under the tree. “How have you been doing lately.” Knowing what you have done, I can’t muster up the courage to speak. I reached up to grab a petal off of a magnolia flower. I hand it to you. I walk away.

“Hey, wait!” you say from a distance. I continue to walk. I felt you grab my hand. “Is everything ok? If you need to talk I am here for you.” I rip my hand away from you. I run. Tears streaming down my face.