It’s not one I expected to find.

One of you and me, when we first met.
It’s a wonder you talked to me with that outfit I was wearing.

I half remember that day. Well, really, I just remember you. The rest of the day is kinda blurry. Tequila blurry, not whiskey.

Your smile gave me the courage to come up to you. It said maybe I had a chance, but you would let me down easy if I struck out.

I broke all my usual rules with you. The usual bullshit about how long to wait before calling. Before asking for the next date. How often to text.

But you were worth. All of it. All the madness and fun. I wouldn’t change a day of it