That day

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I remember the day I met him. He was tall gorgeous and sweet. I Remember getting on the bus and sitting across from him. It all happened five months ago I was about to miss the bus when I barely got there in time. The bus driver then let me in, bus 26. I remember but I sat in the third aisle from the front of the bus. I remember looking around and only seen three people around me. But when I saw him sitting across from me my heart stopped. I remember exactly what he was wearing, a light blue button up shirt with some pants. I remember him reading a book until I got his attention. I can never forget his eyes, they were perfect, the most prettiest hazel eyes I've seen. I remember him smile at me. "Hey beautiful" he said to me. "Hey" I blushed " I haven't seen you on the bus you new in town?" He asked with a smile. "No I just always ride bus 24, I got off late from work" "oh well can I ask you to come to the park with me tomorrow?" He asked I've never felt happier "yeah here's my number call me and I'll meet you there" we both shared a smile. He got off the bus. I remember going home and searching through my closet looking for something to wear, not too casual and not too fancy. I remember the next day I woke up excited for the day ahead. I remember by ten a.m I got a message from him * hey beautiful meet me at the park in ten ok?* my heart skipped a beat, it was actually happening. I put on a yellow sundress and walked to the park. I saw him standing there smiling at me. "Hey let's go for a walk?" I nodded in agreement.

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