A perfect theme for Valentine’s Day — failed love.
Names are changed to protect the innocent, should there be any on Valentine’s Day.
Mormon Boy: It is a toss up as to who has failed who, I think it is mutual. He gave me the best “piss off” line of, “If I stayed with you, it would be like never leaving the safety of my parents — I need to learn from my own mistakes.” Mistakes were made. Ones that I can’t change. I still love, care, and worry about him (and bake him fresh bread with a full meal when he has the time for me). I still wish I could have protected him — I feel like I’ve failed as an “elder”.
Hot Dog Boy: I loved him. My friends loved him. Many of us had sex(though not at the same time) with him. His birthday was yesterday. I miss him. I couldn’t help him either. None of us could. His brother the shrink/counselor couldn’t — said he was the most profoundly tortured person he’d met. He had the love of his relatives, his friends, his lovers — but we all knew it wasn’t enough to bring peace to our wienie man. In his honor I’d like to reprint this song.
Wiener Song
I know a Wiener Man,
He owns a wiener stand,
He sells most everything from hot dogson down,
And in my later life,
I’ll be his wiener wife ,
Hot dogI love that Wiener Man.
Sadly —I won’t have the chance to be his Wiener Wife. He took his life.
Several years ago I had a room full of men sing this song to me in tribute, and I broke down in tears.
Happy Valentine’s Day.
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