The Other Way Around

I knew a guy that had his heart absolutely smashed by the first girl he ever loved.

He was a successful man, at the top of his field for his age, and wanted to go further in his career. He had built a neat little empire form which to stand on, and finally found the right type of gal to stand with him.

She said no, though.

I talked with him a few times about it, desparing at his sorrow. It was difficult to watch someone who knows everything suddenly know nothing. Even if the moments were brief, they were there, and they struck a chord in my heart when I watched him put his head in his hands.

I get it now, though.