& to think, all of that melodrama of online dating happened because of something you wrote about her.
You called her the epitome of elegance.
You never said anything like that about me.
but mostly I remember the night you told me I was trouble.
It was a loaded moment; the moment I realized I would never be the right girl.
Foolishly, I clung to the past: John had Marilyn, even if Jackie was the first lady.