May 18, 2004 My visit with Mr. Koser today brought me back to our first meeting. I thought you were the prettiest girl I had ever seen. I imagined kissing you in that theater. Holding your hand. Even copping a feel. When you left for your audition, I wanted to kick myself for not asking you out. But we were only thirteen. After I performed for the committee, I ran around looking for you. And when I saw you at the crowded cafeteria, I just knew. It didn’t take me years to see you, Aurelia. I always saw you. I was too afraid of losing you. And now, I’ve lost you. I miss you.
