I could write way more than a few lines on this man. He was the man who taught me how to fall in love. He also then took that fragile love, stomped on it a few million times, and then played keep-away with it. In all fairness, he was a nice guy who didn’t have the heart to tell me that I never had a real chance and thus, kept me hanging for years. Our first date was to a Smashing Pumpkins laser show and I still can’t listen to the band without thinking of him.