I wish I could say, twenty million things I thought but didn't know how to say, until now, so far after the fact.I would of liked to say that you had the most beautiful feet I'de ever seen ( a FEAT for a man, don't you think) but, there they were, tan and perfect, and all lined up, like peas in a happy pod.
I should of said your hair was like a textile version of sunshine, if there is such an animal, and how it changed, every day, according to light or mood.
I should of said, that, "No, I don't think that Jay's jeans look bad on you." You didn't have any, and all I could wonder was why you didn't, instead of seeing how, whatever you wore, even MY shirt, clung to your form as if they were already yours.
When you winked at me across the poker table, why didn't I know, it wasn't just a co-conspiritor nodd, but it meant something more, as everything, every. last thing. always did.....*sigh*
You said, "********* , I knew you were my soul mate, I knew it from the second I looked at you, sh!t, the time I wasted!!"
Maybe sometimes, a Fish should speak up, and maybe sometimes an Archer should listen.
And maybe sometimes you get a second chance. And maybe I'm drunk and will delete this tomorrow...