When It's Not Meant To Happen

I went on Spring Break to Mexico with friends. A Mexican tried to kiss me, a guy stopped him and escorted me out of the bar. I spent my holiday in his arms. After getting back to school I couldn't get him out of my mind. I went looking for him, found him in a married nest with a kid. I didn't mess with him and went home.

Three years later I ran into him. He said his wife left him. I spent the next couple of days in his arms.

He lied to me, he is still married. With a couple of kids. Too bad.