I met the love of my life while walking to my car at school. She smiled, I stared at her open-mounted like a complete fool and then turned around to see if she was smiling at someone else. This made her smile and giggle.

That was it. I was completely, and irrevocably in love, and I knew it as surely as I knew that I was on a planet called Earth.

Every single moment with her was magical. Children and small animals trusted her instinctively because she glowed with kindness. She was humble and usually dressed demurely, but sometimes she felt like turning it "on", and suddenly she was a walking goddess. People would stare at her in public spaces unashamedly, like you'd stare at a beautiful painting. She never let that go to her head. I could not say the same. In her presence I felt like a King and would strut. The pride poured out of me when I was with her.

We first danced at a busy and loud dance club. No slow dances here, just pulsing fast music. This upset me because I realized that all I ever wanted in this entire world was to put my arms around her waist, stare deep into her eyes and tell her she was my entire world. "Head Like Hole" by Nine Inch Nails came on, and we did a sexy grind against each other, our sweat mixing her cheek pressing against mine.

That's how "our song" things happen. We don't get to choose. Fate chose "Head Like A Hole" for us. I did not care. I my mind's eye I imagined it suddenly starting to play during our Wedding dance, and everyone looking confused except for us as we'd fall into each other's arms and make it our First Dance as man and wife. In my mind's eye I saw me helping our 18 month old try to stand with "Head Like A Hole" playing on a speaker, and our child laughing in the adorable baby laugh they have because we were both bopping to it.

Welp, then I slept with her sister and she dumped me. Seems there are some things that there are no second chances about with women.

FUCK "HEAD LIKE A HOLE" ALL TO HELL. I WILL PUNCH ANY SPEAKER THAT PLAYS IT FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!