This Girl I Once Knew
I once had a girlfriend in a faraway place. She was from Oregon. She was blond, beautiful, funny, wicked-smart, and into reading Latin and snacking on tea and scones. She suffered from homesickness, long-distance love, and asthma just like me. We studied together. We poured out our heartaches together. I crushed on her. We kissed once. I took care of her when she got very sick and helped her not flunk for being unable to take exams. We parted ways, promising to be forever friends. She was a bridesmaid in my wedding. I attended her wedding the next year in Portland. Then we lost touch. A few phone calls and a Christmas card or two are all that have passed between us in the last 15 years. I know she got divorced. I think she might have gone into nursing. I don’t know where she is or what she’s doing or if she’s happy. I’d like to know all those things about her and more. Today is her birthday. Happy birthday, beautiful Jenny. I’ll always love you.
March 23, 2009 at 11:28 am
Nope. Not my Jenny. Although this Jen looks nice, too!