This morning I saw you as I went to get the boat. You fiddled with your phone and adjusted your green vest. You said good morning and that was it. Done?!
I felt sad that all you left me with was the smell of your hair and the faint mint from your breath. If you are reading this, know that I respect women who rock the natural look.
You are one in a million and if not me, I hope you are happy and still have that cute wrinkle on top of your nose. —Wishful boy that just wants to cuddle
This article appears in Jul 29 – Aug 4, 2010.
The smell of your Hair? That’s a little creepy for a stranger on the ferry.
yea righty right just cuddling yep 🙂