After the BAr New Years EVe

With the night not exactly turning out to what I had expected the little optimistic voice in me said, “Push the envelope. Give him the letter. He doesn’t know how you feel.” What did I have to lose? As John left the bar that night I told him I had something for him. I handed him the letter. Casper told me we were all meeting at the diner. Little Sal over heard and warned me about hanging out in public with “queenie” people. He did know how to make me smile, usually in disbelief.
I arrived at the diner with Sami and saw Casper and John in the Forum parking lot. He was holding the letter in his hand. Sami and I walked into the diner. The whole walk I was wondering why he wasn’t running over to me? He read the letter that told him, FINALLY, how I felt! It was a New Year! A few minutes after Sami and I were seated and chatting with the entire bar regulars Casper came in and grabbed me. We went into the bathroom.
“Girl, you destroyed him! “ Casper said. “He read your letter and was crying!” I was kind of happy that it evolved an emotion until Casper ended the thought. “…He said he would never feel the same way for you! You aren’t his type!”
I felt like the whole world came crashing down on me! I was alone in a crowded room. It wasn’t until Casper started crying, saying, “With all you people crying around me how can I not cry!” that I realized I was crying. I didn’t feel tears. Casper kept banging the door on the faces of everyone who tried to come into the bathroom, every now and then I heard a “clunk” and heard “OUCH!”
Casper wanted to go out and meet and greet everyone, he wanted to make sure I was alright before he left. I was all alone in the bathroom. Lil Sal came into the bathroom, he saw me a mess. “John doesn’t like me.” Was all I could say? “I told you he had no taste.” I fell into his arms and just cried. I wanted to escape and not see anyone. He told me I was too fat to go through the window. I giggled and he cleaned me up. He drove me home and I went to sleep that New Year without a dream to dream…
Till tomorrow, be kind