She denied my proposal. I put all of our dates into the lantern we used on our first date. From our second date, the sugar we dyed for our sugar cookies. The hard candy we made on our third date, in all varieties of the color green. The pink and sea-foam green beads we collected on our fourth date. From our last date, our little scuba diver men souvenirs. I thought she would love it, but she smashed it onto the blacktop. She wanted diamonds, but I didn’t have the money. My depression pills are beginning to look like candy.