Dark-haired, Forget-me-not Blue-eyed Beauty

You were waiting by the benches at the mall entrance, perhaps waiting for your ride. You were in a toque, and had your long hair natural. I was coming in out of the rain on my way to pick up Clariel from Coles when I caught a glance of you and we shared a smile. I love your smile – at once open and delicately beautiful; I detect a warm, intelligent personality behind it, along with some endearing sassiness. It’s not the first time that I’ve had the pleasure of reading your expressions. I most often see you, randomly, on the bus on my way to Socrates for some Greek, after which you rule my daydreams stranger girl. I’d love to meet and get to know you. Me – also dark-haired, Asian-mixed gent with oblong glasses. Tea sometime?

When: Thursday, November, 20 2014

Where: Brentwood Mall

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