MANDALA # 38/1000
He smiles at me on the street.
Maybe because I am smiling at him.
How often do you see the same person twice?
Or most days in the morning.
Often enough to say hello?
I think our paths were destined to cross.
Can I tell you a secret?
I really want to kiss him.
But he would rather just be friends.
I think it’s better this way.
If I have learned anything.
It’s that the idea, the fantasy,
it always lives better in my head.
So we will be just friends.
I am happy with that.
And for anyone who know me, knows,
I sometimes kiss my friends just for the fun of it.