To the ginger beauty at Albertsons

Alpine CA

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You have red hair and pale skin. In that, you reminded me of a coworker. I am a widower, and I do not approach women at all with deception or ruses of any real worth. I just don't feel that urge, I guess. I never mentioned that I had a tremendous crush on that former coworker. I also never considered that approaching someone because they remind you of another is a kind of come-on. Let's be honest. If I had thought you might like me, I would have felt like a total creep approaching you in the parking lot. So I am glad you reminded me of Nadine. I also never realized that you might have noticed and liked me. I know now. I have been chided all day by my friends and family for describing you and the whole sequence of events. You even took a little extra time on your phone by me, but I thought it rude to approach you. Until I was leaving, I mean. I only realized you took my question as a come-on when you wished me a good day, etc. as I drove away. I almost turned around. I did not. I will look for you again at Albertsons. Maybe I will actually ask you out. Maybe I will just admire your beautiful red hair and your sweet face. And, no offense, but you also have a spectacular ass. I mean, I'm a widower, not a corpse. Damn, lady! Maybe I will not even see you again. But I will look out for both a woman like you and for my words, because I do not want to miss out on another beauty like you, just because I survive on nostalgia. I would rather live on romance. I will hope to see you there, even if I need no groceries. Maybe I am not meant to be alone with my memories. Perhaps I should make some new ones.