she said it was just a figment of speech and i said, you mean "figure" and she said, no, "figment" because she could never imagine it happening but it did
when we first met, i played the shy boy and when she spoke to me for the first time my nose began to bleed she guessed the rest
the next day, we went on a bus ride to the ferry and when nobody came to collect our fares well, i knew then, that this was something special
i couldn't stop thinking about her and every time i switched on the radio there was somebody else singing a song about the two of us
it was just like being on a fast ride at the fun fair the sort that you want to get off because its scary and as soon as you're off you want to get straight back on again
but all love is strange and you have to learn to take the crunchy with the smooth i suppose she began going out with Mr. Potato Head
it was when i saw her in the car park with his coat around her shoulders that i realized... i went home and thought about the two of them together until the bath water went cold around me
i thought about her eyes and the curve of her breasts and about the point where their bodies met
i confronted her about it i said, i'm the most illegible bachelor in town and she said, yeah, that's why i could never understand any of those silly letters you sent me
and then, one day, it happened she cut her hair and i stopped loving her