The day you walked in, no,barged into my life,you dragged me away from a life un-lived;a life imagined,drawn in black ink and hidden away in old notebooks.I was forty-five years old then , content in my bachelorhood.I did not meet my friends anymore,or go out to parties;most people annoyed me,and I preferred the conversations in my head.Then you showed up;a mutual friend introduced us at a coffee shop where I was hiding in the corner;your long hair,already white , caught my eye;and then your eyes,oh my, I had never seen eyes like that.You just sat down next to me,and started speaking to me as if we were old friends;our friend,being completely ignored,made some excuse and left after a few minutes.
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