Young love

I was in love with this girl once. We had chemistry together, I’ll tell you that. I didn’t get to see her very much. She didn’t teach any other subjects.

One day she just up and left the town. I called her house fifteen times a day, like I usually did, but she never answered. And when I went for my morning crawl through her front garden, from what I could see through her bedroom window, her stuff had been packed up and taken away. My guess? Alien abduction.