It was a Monday – our first date. I invited you to meet me for lunch at The Bay. I never wanted to leave. I was completely captivated by you.
It was months before, in November, when you started a conversation with me. I remember asking what your Thanksgiving plans were. I tried to ask you out for a drink several times after that, even reaching out on social to ask you out. To no avail.
Then, one day you messaged me out of the blue. I had figured you just weren’t interested.
But, I took a chance and invited you to lunch on one of your rare days off. That first date was on Monday, April 7. We had lunch, and we kissed before saying goodbye. I was totally hooked. We went to dinner the next night. That was the beginning of a little more than a year of on-and-off dating — before your moving away.
I’ve known you for 12 years, and every time I see you, I fall in love with you again,
Missing you always and wishing you well.