I’m beginning to think I was wrong about Nick. When I was in Florida, I must have just been lonely. Brad is so much more important to me. I miss him so much. Why did I ever doubt my feelings for him? Of course, I do miss Nick, too, but it’s not the same. I miss what we had more than him. I admit, things aren’t as exciting with Brad, and he isn’t as interesting, but I definitely love him more. Wait, who am I trying to convince? Maybe I’m just trying to tell myself that to avoid the chance of me getting hurt again. There is certainly a doubt in my mind that says maybe I could be happier with Nick…
She picked up a picture of her and Brad that had been taken shortly after they met. They did look happy together, but it looked like something was missing. They looked more like friends than boyfriend and girlfriend, especially when she compared it to the pictures she had taken with Nick, which looked like a happy couple. Quickly, she shook the thought from her head, knowing she was crazy. Brad was everything she had always wanted, and he certainly wasn’t gonna sleep with her worst enemy after they had one little fight. Her features hardened, and she was about to finish her journal entry with that idea when a familiar song began to play on her CD player.
She listened closely to the lyrics. “It’s not that I can’t live without you. It’s just that I don’t even want to try. Every night I dream about you ever since the day we said goodbye. If I wasn’t such a fool, right now I’d be holding you. There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do, baby, if I only knew the words to say, the road to take to find a way back to your heart. What can I do to get to you and find a way back to your heart…”
Making a decision, she opened the phone book and dialed a number. “What’s the next flight you have to Tampa, Florida?”