dear girls of ltc,
if you ever meet a guy online, and spend hours talking to him, and hear all of his thoughts, and feelings, and life. and he listens to you, and sends you poetry, and you decide to be a couple. and you are together for a year and two months, having chatted for ages, knowing all of the silliest things about each other, like why i named my cats jen and david, or how you got that scar on your knee that i've never seen (first time skateboarding you ran into a rosebush) and you decide to meet in real life. if he spends the whole morning worrying about his hair, and changes hios shirt five times beofre selecting the rollling stones one (because he knows they're your favorite band)
and he spends two hours on the train, next to a sleeping lady covered in perfume, and he spends another two hours walking to the square where you said you'd meat him, through all the crazy streets of your city, even though he lives in a town with only 300 people. and he gets an ice cream sunday for you at the restaurant where you said you'd be, don't let him wait until sunset before he give up.
it's a long train ride home, and it hurts to cry that hard.
also, apologize. don't just never talk to him again.
james, or "almostheroic"