Sometimes you meet a person who, after they leave, everything seems impossible. That person who stopped you on the street after an argument and said “OK, let’s just stop and take a second,” and then they kiss you in front of the sushi restaurant on the way to get burgers for their birthday, that person. That person who looked at you in the dim light of the hotel room with clean white all around and said, for the first and last time, “You are so beautiful” and all you can do is sigh and say “Well, that’s really nice.” It was so nice, this person, this thing. And then you think to yourself this is probably really it, the real deal and then as you’re waiting for the train to come and take you back from the woods to the city and this person sings, “I love you most of alllll, my favorite vege-table” with your head on their shoulder and then you kiss quickly because you hear the train coming right on time and you are scared you’ll miss it even though it really is right on time and you run to catch it thinking that, yes, you could spend all of your days with this person. In bed, in a tent in a park, in their warm coat, in a city, the country, kissing in a car or in Europe. And you imagine all of the lives you will live with this person who rubbed your arm while laughing during a comedy show and how you’ll have so much to laugh at later. And this person tells you you make good eggs and cakes and you know how to cook onions well. And you figure you’ll be spending a lot of your life impressing this person by cooking the vege-tables that they grew for you and for everyone. And you’ll learn the perfect pie crust for both sweet and savory to impress for years and years, again and again. And you think of the last conversations you had with this person and how nothing makes sense and you try to think of everything you’ve already forgotten about this person. And you’re sure you’ve forgotten a lot, but you do remember you pounced and kissed them first and you do know that this person doesn’t love you and maybe never did but you loved them. You told him after it was much too late but you already know that. You do.