I used to see you in Prospect Park

New York City NY

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Around the Butterfly Meadow, by Lookout Hill. I would bask in the sun as you walked around. I still remember how you looked and what you wore. You had a really great sense of style. I should've let you know that when I was there instead of here, but I was down and out, and I couldn't bring myself to say anything. I was convinced that I couldn't make a meaningful connection with anyone. I wanted you to do something first, because I thought it would've meant that it was actually sincere. You stopped coming, and I regret not having done anything. But I don't want to regret not trying at all. I always believe it's better late than never. So if you see this, and you still remember me, and you still think there's a chance for something great, then let's give it a chance. Let's see what we can still do in this crazy world. Me: White shirt, black shorts, basking in the sun You: Brown hair, light skin, around the same height