Conrad beach, Sunday, you were wearing a pink top and black bikini bottoms. You were the only girl in your circle, but I was pretty sure none of the guys you were with were your boyfriend. You were way out of their league. I was wearing a Montreal Canadians hat and dark shades, you smiled at me, twice, and twice I walked past you like a fool. I made a promise right then and there to myself never to let a goddess like you pass me by ever again. —Never