M---,

did you watch me out the window as i left your place? did you see me literally skip down the street? were you surprised when i called from the corner and told you how wonderful you made me feel?

i just watched the third train go south while standing on the northbound platform. i'm high on our one kiss. our first kiss.

i'll be dreaming about you tonight--as i drift off, as i sleep, when i wake.

in the night, i'll periodically come to and kiss my pillow, thinking it's you. in the morning, i'll wish you were with me, sharing an omelet and a glass of orange juice.

in the afternoon i'll look for you on my way to work. i'll peek in the windows of cafes and gaze into passing taxis searching for your profile.

you'll be at home studying but i'll still see you. my mind is manufacturing mirages. you're everywhere.

yours,

d.

i kept all his letters in a box in my closet. literally, hundreds of them. i folded this one on its well-worn creases and put it into my pocket to re-read later. i was off to meet Sandy for a drink.

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