August 7, 2022:
Thirty years ago
when I was still pretty
I was stared at intently
by a very beautiful girl named Molly —
no she was on molly —
her name was Marina —
from across a small room of partying college students
and she was mine right then
and I did nothing about it
I didn't even move or smile or say hello
because I was so endlessly
and profoundly
and deeply
and endlessly
heartbroken
and forlorn
and broken down
and hopeless.
The end.