"He's not that bad" she said appraising me.
My cheeks flush red. "I didn't think so either" I Monologue.

I sat on the stoole alone surrounded by stories of love, lust and sex.
My loneliness sat in me hauntingly like a gift sent to vex.
The mirror stares back a handsome, kind young man.
Mid, average and confused without his number one fan.

"It's been how long" she exclaims laughter filling the crowd.
"Nothing...