The Years We Spent Eloping

Actually, she never came to pick me up. At that moment, I understood that this so-called elopement really was crazy. I couldn't tell whether she was crazy or I was.

Later, I realized that love is something you can fake. As long as I act convincingly, how can you tell whether it's real? When I acted well enough, I even fooled myself. For a moment, I actually thought I'd fallen for her.

Of course, that was about as absurd as putting a rock together with cow dung.