Start Wearing Purple

When Gary started to hang out, it was nice. We talked Lit and music. Jeff was nicer then. Bought me a lavender coat and hat. Since all of my clothes were thrift store buys, I was excited. But then comes the "Start Wearing Purple" song that seems to be about domestic abuse. I hated Gary for a long time because of Jeff's daily laments. If Gary emailed me, Jeff would say Gary was ignoring him. It was brow beaten into me that I loved Gary. No doubt I would have shown him a time but love? I don't think I knew him enough to love him. Jeff says, Gar's out of a job, you gotta help him. I did it in exchange for a mixed CD. Neeta, there's you and Gary's kid. Hahaha! Neeta, Gary's so lonely. Neeta, Gary saw this woman who looked just like you and went crazy. Neeta, he's on pills to deal with it all. Neeta, he's got an Oxford English Dictionary on a podium with a tiny magnifying glass. Neeta, he went to Young Frankenstein alone. Neeta, Gary sends this for our anniversary, wine and chocolates. Neeta. Neeta. Neeta! Jeff: Neeta, it's Wade. Wade: I smashed Gary's head into a tree. Wait, what? I was like a little girl at a magic show. How I clapped, cringed, and blushed! Gary says Neeta, I find your writing distasteful. I laugh at the pun.