She was exotic. She had hair like limp ramen, eyes like cold lettuce, skin like Swiss cheese - just the right amount of holes. I had never seen anyone like her.

        She reminded me of the sun. She was warm, and radiated all kinds of diseases probably. We lay on the gravel beside the white-and-sand-colored golf-cart, her hair in soggy locks on the tiles. I didn’t question why she was laying there; just appreciated the way her limbs were sprawled out on the pavement, like stringy celery the color of a hard-boiled egg, and slid down to the ground next to her. The crunch of the tiny rocks as they dug into my shirt was music to my ear. I have one ear. It’s a long story. My mother was a cook.

        More than the sun, the girl was my moon. She was sad. I only saw her at night. Her skin got kinda blue as I stroked her cold body on the floor.

        But nothing, nothing could compare to her like the stars. They were small, spotty things that speckled the sky, like the scattered red droplets that sparkled around her figure in the moonlight. The air smelled of rain. I’d never seen red rain. Not before her.

        It must’ve rained a lot. The puddle of red-rainwater under her turned into a pool, spilling over the tiles. The scent of metal grew increasingly stronger. I had never met a girl who smelled like metal.

        We laid there in the night. In the morning, she was gone. A nice ambulance driver randomly riding by offered to take her home. She didn’t attend this college. I guess she was just visiting.

        I waved goodbye as the car drove away, sirens blaring my favorite tunes - I heard them whenever I fell in love. Fog draped over the sky, faded the moon as the sun peered out behind the clouds that swapped places with the stars. I watched my love be driven away. With my hands stroking the red-rain-stained gravel where her Swiss-cheese-skin just lay, the wet tiny rocks pressing into my palms, scraping the sharp side of the knife I always carried for good luck with girls (I know it’s silly, but it really works!), I watched my sun, moon, and stars be taken away forever.

        I wondered why this happened every time.