I find myself attracted to someone I have never met, someone whom I've only once spoken briefly to on the phone, someone whom I've only seen in a photo.
But it has happened.
He reads this blog, this is how we first met. In a sweet little email he contacted me one day, telling me how much he liked my writing, my pictures. I couldn't help but reply back, intrigued, curious to hear more. Months have now gone by, with each passing day I wonder how he is, what he is doing.
I do not tell him this.
Instead I flirt with him, tease him, tell him about my day. I smile when he responds in turn, wishing for just a little more.
Maybe one day I will get my chance to have, just a little more.
(Yes, Cabana Boy, this post is about you.)
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