I thought it would work out between us because, even on the first date, the talking just flowed.
But on our last afternoon together, you told me that, though you had always had misgivings, you were ready to move forward. You invited me to meet some of your best friends that Thursday night.
When Thursday came, you emailed me to break up instead.
I'm a Midwestern boy who doesn't speak New York City rich girl, so much so that I didn't even know you were one until you told me that I should have.
I still miss the talking, but maybe we were never speaking the same language.
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