I walked past the benches again today.
It's the first time I'm in school on a Monday this year.
I didn't even have classes today.
I know there's little hope of seeing her here, but to me there's beauty in a love that ignores all obstacles, that always hopes and always trusts.
And guess what else happened today?
Good old Desiree got me the girl's email address.
How does Desiree know her, anyway?
ReplyDeleteHave you met up with her yet?