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I pretend
not to notice him half the time
and sometimes, I actually catch
him staring.
Today,
I spot him again.
I keep my cool
(or at least tell myself that),
I walk out – no,
strut out - without
even a word
(loving the mystery)
and hop into my vintage Camaro…
Today
is different though.
Today
I find a note tucked
on my windshield…
A number is
all there is,
but I know IT'S HIS.