First Date

Folder: 
Love Blossoms

We met at an empty bar
on a cloudy afternoon.

 

The light shined through the window,

blurring your vision.

 

All you could see was

the angelic silhouette of a good girl
{or so you thought}.

 

We shared laughs and bad food;
my cheeks hurt from smiling so much.

 

We agreed to disagree
on a myriad of topics
but when we found something in common
we connected on a deeper level.

 

We planned to do it again,
and I'm eager to see where this goes
because there's something about you
that makes my heart leap out of my chest.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

For M.R.

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