Canada Night, Midnight Beatnik.
You blonde, rasta-ish hat, cool mixed couture. Going other way on Canada Line just after midnight, you look in my way, a bow a bit. Eyes may have caught each other, you sat...
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About a month ago, you returned from a trip from overseas to find a not so nice homecoming. You called out for help and I responded. I gave you the friend you needed to get by. It was the best move I made, to date. We have such an awesome chemistry together. The laughs we share is memorable and the bedroom scenes are beyond amazing. This past weekend, we shared a moment by a body of water, all fucked up on copious amounts of psychedelic's and I thought of a moment from my past. How I had this feeling before and enjoyed it then, as I do now. You are bringing that part of me back to the surface, where she has dwelled in the deepest parts of my heart, holding back because she has been hurt for too deeply by one. Four years she has been down there, afraid and guarded. I thought for sure, that part of me would never show its face but thanks to you, she is making her out of those deep dark waters, to enjoy life once again. Thank you.
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