i love meeting you for lunch when you are at work. i love that you take time out of your crazy busy day at the bank for me. i love that you run when you see me and hug and kiss me like we’ve been apart several years and you just came back from the war. i love that this goes down at a crowded intersection at 51st and park ave. i love that you never notice the crowds who stop and stare. i love being in your world and not caring either.
you made my day.
(p.s. i’ve decided we should run away together. what do you think?)