You were beautiful, blond hair, half upper arm sleeve of tatts, nice capri pants with a t shirt. We passed each other first in the chocolate aisle, I moved my cart out of your way. Then I noticed you again in the frozen, where I tried to muster up a Hi, and failed. Then again by the milk, where I caught a smile from you under your mask, but still I had no courage.
Then I told myself if I saw you again, I'd say something, only I did see you, but you were climbing on the tailgate of your big Maroon pickup, and I was going the wrong direction to come up your lane. I should have said Hi, and asked you if you could smile at me again.
If you remember me and see this, message me back. It was Saturday afternoon
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