We Ride

It was summer, and I was back home After 5 years away at college. I had enjoyed my time in Ohio while I was there. The towns were small and reminded me of home. But Georgia was home. Where my friends and family were. There was one thing I couldn’t escape if I went home. Or one person. He was everywhere I looked. We had spent the summer before our senior year together, cruising the countryside. But he broke my heart, without reason. This summer was about figuring things out. Was 5 years enough to wash away heartbreak? Or was Ohio going to have to be just far enough to change my life and erase the memory of my first love.