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It was but a moment, a few hours of pillow talk, on pillows of our non reclining airline seats, but in my heart you left an impression. At first there was a physical attraction I immediately felt, but then as I became more engaged in your energy and passionate conversation, I got lost in your eyes, the movement of your hands, your voice. Soon I felt myself not wanting this moment to end. When we parted it was with regret, I felt an overwhelming sense of loss, knowing that most likely I would never encounter you again, that I would not see your smiling eyes or hear the flavor of your lovely voice. But part we must, returning to our other lives and those that count on us. I need to say this so I can move on too, I am but a stupid romantic. Take care R.
Con carino,
S.
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