"....Manny. It's always been Manny." Craig said confidently. "I
mean...Ash was great. She IS great. Just not great for me."
"Is that why you couldn't say you loved her?" Marco questioned.
"Yeah, I cared about her a lot. She was there for me when I needed someone most." Craig paused as he felt a tinge of guilt spread over him. "But, I felt inadequate with her. I was never good enough. It's like our relationship had a thousand page manual that kept getting thicker and I couldn't keep up with it. That wasn't love to me." He felt better having said that. It was the truth. A truth he couldn't admit out loud until now.
"So, what's the deal with Miss Manuela Santos? I never understood you guys," Marco teased. Craig smiled at the thought of her.
"I've always liked Manny...since day one. She's the sweetest girl I know. She was just too young for me when we had our first date. But, by the time she grew up, I had Ash......and the rest is history."
"If you knew this, why didn't you break up with Ash?" Marco asked confused.
"Easier said than done. You see, I was about to and then she gave me her grandfather's guitar. What was I supposed to say? My timing was terrible," Craig sighed shaking his head.
"Ouch," Marco replied
"Tell me about it," Craig said recalling the incident. He knew it was selfish. He didn't want to hurt Ash, but he also didn't want to face the music. Damn, it was a nice guitar. God, that was shallow. Craig's thoughts were interrupted by Marco.
"So, Manny's probably not talking to you now huh?" Marco asked cautiously.
"Talking to me?" Craig exclaimed. "I'd be lucky if she didn't puke at the mention of my name. I have to think of something big..huge. Let's face it. I need a miracle."
"Is that why you couldn't say you loved her?" Marco questioned.
"Yeah, I cared about her a lot. She was there for me when I needed someone most." Craig paused as he felt a tinge of guilt spread over him. "But, I felt inadequate with her. I was never good enough. It's like our relationship had a thousand page manual that kept getting thicker and I couldn't keep up with it. That wasn't love to me." He felt better having said that. It was the truth. A truth he couldn't admit out loud until now.
"So, what's the deal with Miss Manuela Santos? I never understood you guys," Marco teased. Craig smiled at the thought of her.
"I've always liked Manny...since day one. She's the sweetest girl I know. She was just too young for me when we had our first date. But, by the time she grew up, I had Ash......and the rest is history."
"If you knew this, why didn't you break up with Ash?" Marco asked confused.
"Easier said than done. You see, I was about to and then she gave me her grandfather's guitar. What was I supposed to say? My timing was terrible," Craig sighed shaking his head.
"Ouch," Marco replied
"Tell me about it," Craig said recalling the incident. He knew it was selfish. He didn't want to hurt Ash, but he also didn't want to face the music. Damn, it was a nice guitar. God, that was shallow. Craig's thoughts were interrupted by Marco.
"So, Manny's probably not talking to you now huh?" Marco asked cautiously.
"Talking to me?" Craig exclaimed. "I'd be lucky if she didn't puke at the mention of my name. I have to think of something big..huge. Let's face it. I need a miracle."
