Wish upon a fallen star...

I have to make an insert here that I forgot to mention earlier... After I broke off the engagement with Mississippi Man, Scottish guy and I made a pact. We decided through emails and AOL Instant Messanger that if we weren't married by the time we were 28, then we would have to marry one another... I know very My Best Friend's Wedding, but I think when we both made that vow... we meant it...
I went outside every night for months, just to look at my star. I would gaze up at the sky and wonder what my Scottish guy was doing. One day I received an email from him and he was coming for another visit.... in the fall. I was so excited I almost jumped for joy. I thought to myself that this was it. We, my Scottish guy and I, were finally going to get engaged. I just knew it with all of my heart, that the time was now. I only had one year of college left and that was just enough time to plan a wedding. It was perfect.
So, Scottish guy was comng for a visit and I planned a very fun, and romantic evening. I was going to pick him up at our friend's house the night after he got into town, take him to dinner, then take him to a big empty parking lot for his very first driving lesson, then we were going to go to the big soccer fields in Memphis and look at the stars. The summer very quickly faded into fall and before I knew it, the time had come for me to see my Scottish guy again.
I was dressed in my brand new outfit, not that what I was wearing had ever mattered to him before, and I went to pick him up.
We enjoyed a wonderful dinner, which to be honest with you, I don't even know where it was. Then I took him to the Bellevue Church parking lot, which by the way is enormous, and not only was this his first driving lesson on our side of the road, but to my knowledge, his first driving lesson EVER. He did so well and I was very proud of him... he didn't even scare me.... though I didn't think actually taking him on the roads was a very good idea.
Once I was back in the driver's seat, he asked me what I would like to do next and I motioned to the blanket in the backseat, and mentioned going to star gaze. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, he dropped a bombshell on me that I was absolutely not expecting.
"Um, Shanna." (Long pause) "I've got a girlfriend. That's why I planned this trip, so that I could come and tell you in person." As if him having a girlfriend didn't make me feel bad enough, then I had to have it rubbed in my face that yes, I had been a coward when I got back together with my college boyfriend. Even if I had wanted to tell him in person, I couldn't have afforded to.
So, there we were, sitting in an empty parking lot, silently. I decided it was best if I just took him home, because for once, I had no words. I wasn't crying, so much as I was numb and unfeeling. I took my Scottish guy back to our friend's house, and then I drove home with tears streaming down my face. That was the end to my perfectly planned, romantic evening.