PREFACE
He knew he wasn't suppose to do it.
But he chose to be on his own.
Every day, I would see him walking down the street, sometimes giving me glances.
He was a strange, mysterious guy.
Which made him all the sexier.
I remember when I first saw him..
His brown curly hair blowing slightly to the side, his greens eyes fixed on an endless destination. And his full lips in a serious line, not a glance if emotion.
He roams in my mind all the time, just like he roams the streets.
