Salad Dressing

I cleaned out the fridge yesterday and ended up finding recent crushes salad dressing he had brought to my house.  Oh, goodness it was like the wind was sucked out of my lungs having that physical object that reminded me of him.  I've foregotten him and yet I haven't, part of me wishes that I was a girl he wanted to persue but reality tells me I'm not.  I know, how silly, stupid salad dressing evokes painful emotion.  I then had to wash the container and put it into the recycling, a painful process, I just wanted to put that salad dressing container straight into the garbage but my eco concious wouldn't let me. 

I miss you and hate you all at the same time Mr. Crush, I hope you meet a girl who will want to live in a mud hut with you in Africa because I certainly don't.