Yeah, in a few days, I’ll be back
I’m a lucky soul
But one day I know
That I’ll have run to far

And we run
From the ones we love
And we run
To the ones that just love us
Because ti’s so much easier
Yeah, it’s not as hard
When you’re the one breaking someone’s heart

After the song is over, I’m crying.  I’m shocked when I feel two arms wrap around me.  She’s holding me while I cry over my ex girlfriend.

"You want to talk about it?"  She asks.

"Can you just listen?"  I ask.

"I’d love too."  She smiles, and I know it’s time to just let it out.

"Ashley was the love of my life.  I’d never felt anything like I felt for her.  She was my first everything, you know.  My first love.  My first kiss.  My first time.  She was so special to me.  I’d wake up needing her beside me.  I could be away from her for three seconds, and it felt like a life time.  She would walk up to me, and I would smile.  That was all she ever made me do.  It was like movie romance, but it was so much better.  She got her record contract, and I left her.  I broke her heart, and I broke mine.  I avoided her for so long.  Then, my brother and my friend took me to a concert.  I though that I had moved on.  Really, I had just put my feelings on pause.  As soon as she said my name, she pushed play.  Then, she lied to me.  She told me she hadn’t been with anyone since we weren’t together.  It was a lie.  She slept with some stupid slut.  She slept with her a lot.  And, I never did it.  I almost did a few times, but deep down inside I felt like I was cheating on her."  The tears are falling from my face.

"So, I was the first person that you were going to go there with?"  She ask.

"Yes."  I reply crying freely now.

"I’m sorry Spence.  If I would have known, I wouldn’t have let that happen.  I should have known doing that was stupid. I’m sorry."  She says, and I almost die.  Here I am telling her how in love I am with my ex, and she is apologizing to me for pushing me.

"No, it’s ok really."  I smile at her.

She places a soft kiss on my forehead, and I know she wants me to continue.

"So, I tried to move on.  I finally went on a date, but it sucked.  She showed up on my door step that night.  We made love.  The next day I woke up to find her on the phone.  They were telling her that she had to chose between her career and me.  See, the heart broken Ashley sells records.  They didn’t want her back with me.  So, she chose.  And, she fucking chose her career."  I was angry now, but Jessica just held to me tighter.

"She’s crazy Spence."  That is all she says, and I know she means it.  I need to hear more.

"Why do you think that?"  She ask.

"Your career can’t make your heart beat out of your throat when it comes close to you.  Your career sure as hell can’t look as pretty as you do right now.  You can’t lay down at night with your career.  Your career can’t keep you safe, and you can’t love it.  She’s going to regret that so much one day when the next artist comes along and her spot light is gone."  She smiles.

"Thanks."  I say as I slowly stop crying.

"It’s true.  I think you need some rest.  I’ll go, and I’ll call you tomorrow."  She says.

"No, stay."  I say.  "I’ll never get over her without someone to help me."

She smiles.  We both change into pajamas, and she snugges into me.  She hold me tight.  For one in my life I feel safe with someone who isn’t Ashley Davies.  Maybe, just maybe, I can move on.  Hell, who am I kidding?