Relationship length: 6 months
Liza was a college student in bell choir with me while I was a Methodist, and even knew Cheri and all about the divorce. Somehow we got started in an email courtship, and sent each other hundreds of poems while she was home for the summer. When she returned (just as Karen left for Seattle), we started getting together and lightning struck. Liza was everything I wasn't - extroverted, uncontrollable, and incredibly sexy. We were too perfect together, because when we weren't in love, we were at each other's throats. We actually planned our last date together, and sat there and cried. Her last words to me were "I'm going to write poetry all fucking day." I'm sure she's in Minnesota somewhere reading vampire erotica right now.