timing isn't our thing

I didn’t get an opportunity to meet and have lunch with Lissette. I guess timing isn’t our thing. She has so many things going on in her life. And I just realized that it has been a while since we last talked in person. I don’t ever wonder how she is going to look when I get to see her because she always looks fantastic.

It’s crazy how nervous she can make me feel, the chills I get being near her. I can still remember the way she smells, how her cheek feels when it brushes against mine, and the way she lets out that comforting sigh when I hug her, like she was in need of that hug and got it. How her smile lights up like it did when we first met. The kind of smile that I don’t see in her pictures. The kind of smile she only has for me.

I would rather see her once a year, than someone else seven times a day.