I wish I had a computer in my room

I always think of tons of things to write about when I am laying in bed at night. The other night I was thinking about my first real girlfriend. Her name was Kelly Cox. We dated a little over a year. It was from midway through second semester of my Junior year until two days before graduation. I broke up with her because I thoght I was going to be a super star in baseball and I always told myself I would never let a woman get in the way of me and baseball. She had been accepted to SFA which was in east Texas and I had scholarship offers all over the state. SFA had no baseball team. I loved her very much, but not as much as I loved baseball.

We never fought and hardly ever argued. We were the perfect couple. Her parents loved me and mine loved her. Even after we broke up my mother remained in contact with her and I with her parents. We were still great friends and I visited her at school when I had a weekend off. She is now married to a very good man who loves her and cares for her a great deal. I miss her. I miss the way things were and how it all seemed so simple. She would have married me in a heart beat and I know I probably should have asked.

I bought her a sapphire ring for her birthday that cost me around 5 or 6 hundred dollars. She loved it. I worked at a pizza place saving all the money I could. I didn't drink or dip or anything back then so I had relatively no expenses. My car was paid for and my only expense was insurance. I wonder if she still wears it.

I haven't talked to her in a while, maybe 3 months. I had her number in my old phone and then it died. We still caught up on things when we would chat and there was still a closeness there. I need to see what I can do to get her nuumber again.