I needed to get away from it all
I needed some air so I could finally
B r e a t h e.
I went to the park
feeling the cool wind in my hair
It felt so nice to be all alone
I walked over to a bench
I took a seat
and rubbed my hands
It was so cold,
how could I have forgotten my coat?
I stood to get up
but, when I looked to my left
I saw the man of my dreams
No, he wasn't my ex
but he looked so lovely
That man had to be atleast 6 foot three
And it had to be illegal to have eyes that
sparkely
Oh and his hair
It glistened in the sunlight
it looked so soft
So wavey.
Did you know badely I wanted to run my hands through his hair?
The man walked up to me and said,
"Hello there my fine lady."
His voice was deep.
It was magnetising.
I felt myself falling for him.
"Hello there sir,"
I told him with a smile.
The first smile I had in a real long while.
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