I entered the venue adhering to the mandatory mask and vaccination card policy. It was an old, rustic hotel and the crowd in it was distinctly clad in lumberjack shirts and beanie caps. Masks anonymized us all. Within the faceless, identically dressed huddle I was greeted by a warm blue glow which led me up a stairwell. Ushered to an upright table, I settled myself in. Seated in front of me, in a moment of mask removal, your profile was unmistakable. My heart could have exploded with wonder.
You were there with a woman just like I played out in my fears, except I was fully at ease. I knew exactly that your companion would excuse herself and the opportunity would be mine. The scene was set. I lowered my mask, "Hello, I thought it was you." Your eyes widened, "Oh, hello!"
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My Vision in Blue: A Love Story in T-Shirts
RomanceThey were more than just an algorithmic match on the dating site where music brought them together. He wore a blue t-shirt in his profile that she also once owned. Their pairing would transcend time, defy logic, endure loss, and be set to a soundtra...
