Friday the 13th. 2017

It was suppose to be quite the grim day.

I met her..

Her Dimple.. Her cute pointy incisors.. pencil skirt.. halter top.. good English.. look great.. that sparkle in her smile.. the hearty laughs..

We met.. had a nice bite.. food really did not matter.. and in a way it got in the way.. then drinks.. and we had a nice bit till it's pass twelve and still we were unphased..

We had so much in common.. just wish it was real.. and that it will go on...

Sent her home.. and wished we'd taken a picture together...

wished I've kissed her good night...

wishing things could move on like this...

I want to hold on to her and never let go...