I Wish It Would Break
GRISSOM'S POV:
I met this girl six months ago when I was teaching a seminar. When she walked in the room I could tell she wasn't sure she really wanted to be there. She was beautiful, her big dark brown eyes and beautiful wavy brown hair. I think I fell in love as soon as I laid eyes on her. But she was my student so I couldn't do anything. Well I could it just wouldn't be right. After the first day she asked me to go for some coffee with her, she had some questions for me. So I went and I had a blast. I answered all of her questions. During the month I was there we had several lunches together and some dinners together. I would love to call them dates, but I don't think that would be right. I had mention that I love roller coasters to her and so she decided we should spend a day at the theme park. That was fun. We rode all the roller coasters together. We got our picture taken that day. I let her have the picture. She drove me to the airport the day I had to leave. I didn't want to leave her, but I had to get back to Vegas. She didn't seem upset. We are just friends. Now that I think about it I told her I would call her or email her or something. I told we would stay in touch and I haven't talked to her since the day I left. I should call her. But what if she doesn't remember me? Oh well it can wait. I miss her. I wonder what she's doing now?
"Distant Shore" by Dierks Bentley
"Everyday I swim an ocean,
Fightin' your memory like endless waves
I surrender to the truth,
I'll always love you,
But I know someday
I'm gonna reach the banks of a distant shore,
Where I won't miss you anymore" "Once in a while I ride the river,
Of whiskey wishes from an old shot glass
But the way it used to be follows me downstream,
So I keep knockin' 'em back
'Till I reach the banks of a distant shore,
Where I won't miss you anymore" "Someday I'm gonna get there,
It might take my last prayer" "One of these days I'm gonna cross that ocean,
Some sweet angel will set me free
And they'll tell my stories,
Sing a song about glory,
And read Psalm 23
When I reach the banks of that distant shore,
Where I won't miss you anymore" "Gonna rest my soul in the hands of the lord,