It was an early spring day, she was standing there, her hair down, slight wind in the air. It was a parking lot. A place where many people come and go. She was looking at me and I was looking at her. A secret glimpse.
The drive was not easy. I was sitting in the back seat, to her right and I know that here I am, and yet, I am about to leaving again in a few moments. My emotions were up on…