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You: very pretty smile, black rimmed glasses.

Always greeting me I go in about twice a week.

We chat for the spilt moment as you ring up my items. Hopefully soon I will treat you out to DQ.

Ah, my Golden Lynx, your love is like a cat's paw: soft, warm, fuzzy, but oh, those retractable, razor-sharp claws! I'm so sorry we ran out of time. I knw we both tried. I'll be back in two weeks. I have something serious I want to ask you but I didn't want to do it over the phone or through e-mail. Wait for me, Cat Woman.

I was going north, you were going south. You touched your lips, blew me a kiss, and we both rode our separate ways. I didn't stop because I was too focused on my training, and was hoping to catch you on the way back … you made my day :)

Greasy haired beauty,

Your skate tattoo makes me blush,

As you watch the ducks.

 

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I saw you very tactfully, diplomatically and discretely persuade an oral surgeon-in-training not to use non-sterile instruments on me. For that, I am grateful beyond words. May G*d, the Universe, what have you, grant you LOTS of brownie points, and your heart's desire for that and other very good deeds I'm sure you perform!

Sincerely,

A very appreciative and healthy patient who hopes to stay that way for long time to come.

I met you Friday night in Nob Hill. You are a great dancer, fun-going, technical-minded sister from MD. Wish I could have gotten a chance to say goodbye, and hopefully I will see you again.

You: Mysterious, Neil Gaiman-hair, vintage-y motorcycle, white accordian on your back, looking stoic as you made your way east up Lomas on St. Patrick's Day. We: Ladies in a yellow Bug, wondering if we just spotted a time traveler … or a Time Lord?!? What music do you play? Maybe we can hang out sometime, in a friend capacity. We find you intriguing! Safe travels, my friend …

So Angry. So Buff. Why is it that you always whine? When will we be allowed to have our lemonade stand? How many pictures of your hand have you taken? How many scones have you seriously eaten? Last, but not least, do you hate me even more now?

 

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We passed each other on our bikes Friday night on Yale just after 1 a.m. Bundled up against the cold, your tiny hello has been echoing in me ever since.

My friend and I are already seated on the Lomas bus when all of a sudden an angel sits across from us with the light beaming down on his heavenliness as we sit in awe. We turn to each other and smile wondering, who he is? Who are you, long haired blondie from above?

You: Charming server at Winning with long curly hair.

Me: Captivated bY your irresistible smile.

You made my Americano with lots of room on Saturday. You think there's enough room in your heart for a girl like me?

You looked so interesting and kind. You were behind me in line at the Co-op. It didn't occur to me to say hello. Wish I'd introduced myself.

 

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We caught glances a few times, but you were with your family and I with mine. I wish I could have talked to you, but maybe under different circumstances we can?

I saw you at the Coronado Sunflowers driving a dusty black Nissan. You have eyes the color of the ocean and a really great smile! You had out of state plates, but I hope I can catch you again to ask you out. Coffee and gyros maybe?

 

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Stop, drop and roll was never better advice when one's heart is aflame. Its chromium valves, its machined aorta smoldering after just a single glimpse of you pushing your cart up and down the aisles, one wobbly wheel in front, your handbag in the place for kids to ride. Grass-stained blue jeans just seared my lowered eyes …

You: Tall guy with dark hair and a beard, in line at Savers.

Me: Tall girl with long dark hair, waiting for her friend to check out.

You kept looking at me, but we were both too shy to say hello. Wish we had!

Oh beautiful hippy girl of my patchouli nightmares. You fill my jaded hipster head with flowers and pot smoke and that million dollar crooked smile. I want to hold your hand or something equally as cute. I know you aren't available, but that's ok. Just let me enjoy our occasional spontaneous coffee dates and if the stars align one day, maybe we can be. My angry heart could use a little sunshine.

Today I saw you by the organic aisle. You: Very handsome man, dark hair, wearing a grey jacket, brown shoes. You caught my eye and my heart. I tried to make eye contact by the drinks section but you were focused on your shopping. I was wearing a gray jacket and black slacks buying ginger ale. You were driving black pickup and I was in Honda Civic. Hope you read this and maybe we go for coffee??

I was standing in line behind you at the checkout aisle in the early afternoon Monday. You: Tall, handsome. We made eye contact, smiled. Me: Speechless … wishing I had said something.

 

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Keri, the clouds parted and the Kingdom of Heaven was opened when I looked upon your sheer and overwhelming beauty. What grace you show, what strength, what remarkable depth of love you exemplify. KLG, you have surpassed all my expectations of beauty and love, and now, I know God's love, I know Heaven and I know an angel … all because of you. I love you, forevermore, my love! Jeremiah

Saw you, with your secret zombie eyes, grinding bones with back bar baseball bats meant for better drunks than us. Me, twitching bleary-eyed blood-drinking nighttime ghoul, chasing subway tunnels south into Mexico cities. You asked me how often I sail the Rio Grande from head to mouth. Not in a thousand years, I answered, but with you maybe once more… my sweet bone-grinding zombie eyes.

Architecture is hot, you were hotter! I've got the land, you have the box, mmmmm yummy combo. Reach out and let's …

 

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Lowe's Market at 12th & Lomas Sat. 1/26 around 6:15 p.m. You were wearing the prettiest face paint and you had the nicest way about you. We were in the wine aisle together. You found the Red Velvet for me. I (feeling foolish, moments later) was kicking myself for leaving without at least an introduction … at best a way to get in touch. I even circled back to see if you were still there. Alas.

(pleaseworkpleaseworkpleasework!)

I will not go out on Valentine's Day anymore. It is an especially cruel day on which to be without one's greatest Love. The pain usually reserved for some of us on that day is greatly magnified if you happen to see that one person in the company of another. It is not only an instant visual reminder, branded unto your soul, that though close in proximity, your hearts will forever beat far away from each other, but that you never truly know the dark recesses of some people's hearts.

You: UK-style sexy in a velour scarf and leather jacket, chain smoking Marlbolo Reds and drinking Marble at Bricklight Dive.

Me: sipping hard cider from a straw and staring into those lovely eyes. Be my early Valentine?

I saw you at the party last Friday night. You strode in like a lion with your eyes blazing bright and all the pretty women turned to look at you. But can they know as I do all that you’ve been through?

 

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It was a karaoke frenzy off of MLK and Cedar. Me: all black, red lips, sang Snoop Dogg when I walked in. You: glasses and a shirt with trucks all over it, sang the School House Rock song 'I'm just a Bill'. I gushed the whole night and kinda lost my words. Your tall friend asked if I was Persian. Matt, I think? I left for a bit and you were gone when I got back. 6 months and I regret not introducing myself. You're still more than just a bill in my memory. Coffee? Tea? A chit-chat, perhaps?

To the ill-mannered woman and her ill-mannered young daughter on the express line at the Carlisle NE Wal-Mart on January 17 just before noon. You: portly, dark shoulder-length hair and dark-rimmed glasses. Your spawn: dark hair, light eyes, pale with ruddy cheeks. Allowing your daughter to point to and laugh at elderly, disabled human beings is not something to approve of and join with your daughter. You are a very poor parent and it shows from your daughter's behavior in public.

My nervousness probably made me look like this to you that day.

You were the stunning zaftig clone of a young Annette O'Toole ("Cat People" & Clark Ken’s Mom in "Smallville") complete with lavender complexion, freckles and beautiful pony tail. I clumsily attempted to talk to you and invite you to lunch across the street at the Chinese restaurant. You, though, were busy texting your exciting "find" to someone. By the time I had checked out, you were driving out. Lunch?

Me: short, leather jacket, reading. You: tall, longboard, talking to a friend on the 777. I got on at UNM, you got off at San Mateo. We made eye contact a few times, and as you passed me getting off the bus you told me I was beautiful. I just want to say thank you, you have no idea how much that meant to me. You made my day. I wish I knew your name.

You: enchanting, petite blonde lady shopping at Smith's (Academy and Wyoming NE) on Saturday, January 12. We bumped into each other several times and exchanged glances and broad smiles. I was very taken with your lustrous blond hair, your expressive eyes and your pouty lips. Didn't we have moments, or am I just out of practice? You struck me as the kind of woman who's open to new and exciting people and things in her life. Click below and let's meet for coffee, tea, lunch, dinner …

It has been a few months since we worked at the call center together, I tried to make my feelings known to you then, but you were involved with someone already.

Months had passed by without you in my life.

Thank goodness for Christmas, when I ran into you in the men's shoe dept at JC Penny's in the mall. I want you to know that I would love you, you would be my everything. Joey please verify my love. sw

 

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You're short, stout and low to the ground. We loved running in the Bosque together. You've been my best friend for years, always willing to embark on a mission! You ran away on New Year's Eve and now everyone is searching for you. Please come home little long-haired Chihuahua Pomeranian Mix. We all miss you!

We kept making eye contact the entire night and you asked my cousin about me in the bathroom. I was the Mexican with the red pants. You had the most beautiful eyes I've seen. Thank you for helping us out when we were trying to take a picture. It was so brave of you to come back and talk to us when you forgot your leftovers. I only wish I would of been as brave, not shy in front of my family, and gone after you to give you my number. I hope we run into each other again.

You: Short(er than me), dark skin, beautiful brown hair and a cool purse. Me: Tall, white, old black fleece with some turquoise. I was talking with friends all night and suddenly you were gone. Maybe I'll see you at the next gathering?

 

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You: Salt-and-pepper haired guy at Trader Joe's. I looked up and there you were, looking at me with those beautiful green eyes. You made me melt, I didn't know what to say, but I wanted to say, "I need to know you."

Me: Attractive woman with long brown hair, in black yoga pants, brown top and black long sweater.

Please Answer. I wanted to say something there but was too shy. Please let me know if you felt the same spark.

I like your curly hair, beautiful blue eyes and enchanting smile. I don't know that I made much of an impression, but the guy in front of me was having lots of trouble counting his cash. You wished me a happy new year, and I wished I could have some coffee with you. Are you available?

That might make for a happy new year. ;-)

You had bobbed, very light-colored, curly hair. You wished me a Merry Christmas before your friend drove away. I was the white guy with brown hair and sunglasses who waved. I wish we could spend time getting to know each other.

We met, we had fun, we connected so strong, so quickly, and then it was over. The chemistry was there but your significant other said we cannot be. You said the word "love" and I agree. If only some other time and some other place could you be with me. I will dream of that day for the rest of my life. Saying goodbye was the hardest thing I've had to do. So, come find me in my dreams where we can be together. I will be there, waiting. (Yikes! if you know what I mean…)