Dancing and Mistakes

I’m sorry I never took you dancing.  You were beautiful, but I was lazy.  We stayed in too much, watched too many movies, and drank too many beers.  I should have planned, should have prepped, should have orchestrated every night from the moment you arrived to the next morning.

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Next time there will be picnics in the park, walks by the lake, trips to the coast.  I’ll search the city for live music, theater, new restaurants.  I’ll make reservations.

I know your next won’t be me, but I still hope he takes you dancing.  I hope someone makes up for my mistakes.

-Anon.

Memories

I miss your smile and I miss the way you laugh. You don’t breathe out when you chuckle, you tend to breathe in and trained me, without knowing, to laugh just like you do. Somehow you will never leave me, for I have lost two of my most important things. I lost my lover and my best friend. I think that’s why it is so terribly hard to stop thinking about how happy I was. I still miss you terribly but having the memories helps me through..or maybe they’re only making it worse.

-Anon.

Thanks, ND.

Reminder

You never know what you’re going to get when you show up at a party.  It was one conversation, and though it might have just helped pass the time, for me, it was more.  It reminded me that it was worth going out, because there was the chance someone like you would be there.  It reminded me that intelligence and humor aren’t always anathema to beauty.  It reminded me that the city has something for everyone, if you’re willing to look, if you’re willing to wait.

Even the conversation doesn’t have a sister, it still meant a lot to me.

I love that I got that much.

-Anon

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