Everyone had warned me that she was crazy.
She would sleep with or suck anything.
She got naked on couches in rooms full of strangers.
She was so young and a recovering heroin addict.
They left me alone with her on the porch.
She asked my name, I told her.
She told me her friends suck, that they never call.
She asked me if I have ever felt like I just didn't fit in.
I felt like saving her.
Then I felt like I wanted nothing to do with her.
Which made me feel horrible.