Wanderlust

"Way to go", was the last thing I heard from him.

It was over, like the proverbial blink of the eye. No closure, nothing. The pain, it was excruciating for a bit, but you know what, it was bound to happen anyway. And I’ve always wanted to travel.

I was an Aries and he was some other shit. I forget which it was, maybe the crab or the bull, or whatever, but I know now, we weren’t compatible.
How come I didn’t know that at first, like right of the bat. what a shame, a real life shame? He was real pretty though. That part hurts the most, because, well, his personality wasn’t as pretty.