Dear Woman of My Dreams
Hi. I hope I won’t have to say this to you in real life, because you’ll sidle up next to me and give me the “I’ve been waiting for you,” grin.
So we won’t say hi. I’ll stammer and step back, trying to regain my balance, and then perhaps I’ll ask your name and offer to buy you a drink.
But you’ll laugh it off.
“It’s too early,” you’ll say, “And besides, we have the rest of our lives.”