We took some time off work, to meet for lunch. A flight of stairs down from the sidewalk. A basement coffee/book shop with ubiquitous old-Seattle esprit. Our easy conversation passed hours like minutes.
No, we met on the sidewalk. I thought it was you because you were standing, waiting, looking at your phone, wearing a (why are they all?) oversized firefighter's jacket. A man in uniform.
Actually, we met online. I was curious, checking out the site. Only one guy caught my interest and you emailed me first.
But we've met before. When I first saw your eyes, I recognized you from when we were infinite. I saw the deepest, clearest water and peace, a glimpse of life in love and summer sun.
Dec 14, 2012
Dec 14, 2012 at 3:29 AM UTC
We took some time off work, to meet for lunch. A flight of stairs down from the sidewalk. A basement coffee/book shop with ubiquitous old-Seattle esprit. Our easy conversation passed hours like minutes.
No, we met on the sidewalk. I thought it was you because you were standing, waiting, looking at your phone, wearing a (why are they all?) oversized firefighter's jacket. A man in uniform.
Actually, we met online. I was curious, checking out the site. Only one guy caught my interest and you emailed me first.
But we've met before. When I first saw your eyes, I recognized you from when we were infinite. I saw the deepest, clearest water and peace, a glimpse of life in love and summer sun.
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Has it been 4 yrs this anniversary? Such an adventure.
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