i was in NYC, in your apartment. you said it was time for me to leave. you walked me to the bus stop where a salesman i'd seen before (who had me completely convinced i needed his product but couldn't afford) was waiting. i was making jokes. he was laughing, you were laughing. you asked me to, instead of going home, come to the big party with you. you were looking so fine in a tux, and i was in my bathrobe. it was an mtv party and all the girls were supermodels in halter tops and sequined pants but i still fit in. with all the drinking and dancing and talking i could see that you were falling in love with me, even as i stood next to the beautiful girls. i was making everyone laugh hysterically. you put your arms around me. i felt so happy.