We speak often, but unfortunately we cannot meet in person nearly as frequently as I wish. And in those all too brief times, my garbage can is emptied. Everything just disappears.
He walked past me without so much as an acknowledgment of my presence, and proceeded to give his wife a passionate, deep and long kiss. I felt a little bit uncomfortable, in fact, and as I began to wonder if I should just let them have their privacy and leave, he broke, turned to me and introduced himself.
this is just a tribute piece for myself as the odds of her actually reading it are next to zero.