I was sitting on the 39 Bus, on Broad and Sesquehana, and in the seat in front of me was the prettiest glasses-wearing young girl I had ever seen at that point (the standards by which I judge are different). She had slim-lined eyes and a wide smile, and she exuberated confidence and playfulness.
I wanted to know her, so I had to say something. I was trembling in fear...so after pumping myself up for it, I simply said: "You're cute..." and as her appearance and demeanor showed, she spun around confidently and said: "What did you say?" with a slight smirk. I cowared and said "Hunh? nothing?" and she said "oh, I thought you had said something..." then turned back around. I looked at the back of her head, in sheer awe, for the rest of the ride.
I passed my stop at 26th and york, having stayed on trying to see where she would get off; and fortunately for me, she got off at the next stop. 27th Street, and headed towards Cumberland street. I could have shouted in Joy, as she was in my neighborhood. I knew I would see her again.
It was the following summer and one day, a guy whom I once held close and dear to me, came around the block, Dakota Street. He had told me the day before that he had a friend that he wanted me to meet; and that I would like her. I raised him up, so my opinion about his friends meant something to him. I watched as he came down the street, and their was a female with him. I couldn't see her face but she had a very atheletic body. The Sun was behind them so the outline of her shape was glowing with the rays of the sun. It was like she was an angel illluminated with the Glory of Heaven.
As she got close enough to see me, I saw her, and when we locked eyes, we simultaneously made the faacial expression of shock, surprise, and happiness all at the same time. She recognized me, and I definitely recognized her. It was she, the pretty young lady from the bus the summer before; only now she was older, and absolutely Beautiful; and I was now about to learn her name....Briana Monique Daniel, from Barbados!
May the peace and Blessings of God be upon you my dear friend. As is obvious, I have held firmly onto the memories of our friendship. You have done for me things that no other has. I valued our friendship, and hold you to a very high esteem within me. Only two days after I last saw you, did I lose everything that I worked my whole life for, everything that was my life back then....and I am only months ago just coming out of that trajedy. I had been seeking you the entire time. You are a very good person; and I wanted to say thank you. Good friends are so very hard to come by, and I really appreciate your loyalty to me for all of these years .... nothing like a true good friend.
I wanted to know her, so I had to say something. I was trembling in fear...so after pumping myself up for it, I simply said: "You're cute..." and as her appearance and demeanor showed, she spun around confidently and said: "What did you say?" with a slight smirk. I cowared and said "Hunh? nothing?" and she said "oh, I thought you had said something..." then turned back around. I looked at the back of her head, in sheer awe, for the rest of the ride.
I passed my stop at 26th and york, having stayed on trying to see where she would get off; and fortunately for me, she got off at the next stop. 27th Street, and headed towards Cumberland street. I could have shouted in Joy, as she was in my neighborhood. I knew I would see her again.
It was the following summer and one day, a guy whom I once held close and dear to me, came around the block, Dakota Street. He had told me the day before that he had a friend that he wanted me to meet; and that I would like her. I raised him up, so my opinion about his friends meant something to him. I watched as he came down the street, and their was a female with him. I couldn't see her face but she had a very atheletic body. The Sun was behind them so the outline of her shape was glowing with the rays of the sun. It was like she was an angel illluminated with the Glory of Heaven.
As she got close enough to see me, I saw her, and when we locked eyes, we simultaneously made the faacial expression of shock, surprise, and happiness all at the same time. She recognized me, and I definitely recognized her. It was she, the pretty young lady from the bus the summer before; only now she was older, and absolutely Beautiful; and I was now about to learn her name....Briana Monique Daniel, from Barbados!
May the peace and Blessings of God be upon you my dear friend. As is obvious, I have held firmly onto the memories of our friendship. You have done for me things that no other has. I valued our friendship, and hold you to a very high esteem within me. Only two days after I last saw you, did I lose everything that I worked my whole life for, everything that was my life back then....and I am only months ago just coming out of that trajedy. I had been seeking you the entire time. You are a very good person; and I wanted to say thank you. Good friends are so very hard to come by, and I really appreciate your loyalty to me for all of these years .... nothing like a true good friend.
