09.12.02
just like i remembered
It was a fantastic afternoon. I saw a red Acura Integra drive into my complex and I knew it was Mike. I stood on the balcony, supported by my crutches and watched him pull into the parking spot below me. As he opened the door he flashed me this incredible smile that lit up his whole face. God, he was just as good looking as I remembered him from high school. His hair was a little shorter, but at least he hadn't lost any of it. I watched him as he went to the trunk and pulled out a 12 pack of Miller Lite. Mmmm....his butt looked great in those jeans.
I don't really feel like going into the nooks and crannies of what we talked about. To be honest, a lot of it got fuzzy towards the end. We drank the whole 12 pak. At first I asked him a lot of questions about him and what he was up to. He did most of the talking. Then the beer kicked in and I was blabbing away about this that and the other thing. I told him the story of how I busted my legs - the whole story - complete with the naked guy in the shower.
I had a really nice time with Mike and when he left four hours later, I couldn't stop thinking about him. Already in my head I had us picnicing in Central Park, walking along the beach, going to high school football games for old times sake, picking out china patterns.... I had it bad.
I dont' know when we're gonna hang out again. Every day that passes gets me more discouraged. Sigh.
4:15 p.m.
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