Jack of Harts

I fell in love in high school. I was trying to puzzle my way through some song I don’t remember, when she grabbed the guitar out of my hands and played it the way it was meant to be played. With feeling. She had long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and delicate fingers that could tickle those strings like a maestro. And that yellow sundress about blew my mind. That is one of the moments that will live with me forever. It was the first day of the rest of my life. The day I fell hopelessly and completely in love with someone who wasn’t me.