Bloglander

Waiting for the delayed flight. You wore a white hoodie with short denim shorts. Your flowing blond hair coming just past your shoulders as I remember. Waiting with your dad, who had a white shirt & gray hair, for the delayed flight to Spokane. You tried to seem uninterested as you listened to your Iphone's music, but you where looking at me at every opportunity. We locked gazes several times, the moment too mesmerizing for either of us to say any thing to each other despite how much we longed to. I may never see you again. I'm not even sure you'll see this or if you live in Spokane and not Portland, but with never talking to you and getting any contact info this is my only hope. To me you have no name, no reference of any kind; only your beautiful looks burned into my mind. If by some chance you see this & realize it's you, please respond or e-mail me at [email protected]