13 March 2007

My crush

I see him almost all mornings when I go into town (i.e. twice a week). As soon as he sees me at the bus stop he gives me his biggest smile and starts talking as if we were old friends. Frankly, I've only known him for a week or two, but he's got the most beautiful, big, brown eyes you can imagine. And dimples...

I've started looking for him on my way to the bus, sometimes I catch him a few metres before the stop - a few more seconds to be with him! I don't understand all he's saying, but I do my best to fill in aahs and uhmms and suchlike...

I even turn off my ipod for him, what d'you make out of that?!

When the bus ride is over and we're about to embark (the boat, i.e. disembark the bus, possibly...), he gives me another gorgeous smile and waves goodbye. I hope one day we'll sit together on the boat as well...

But no, off he goes. Every time. Or off he sits, rather, his mum pushing his pram. Oh, I didn't mention it? He's about 2...

2 comments:

Devil Mood said...

heheh crushes are always healthy, I suppose.

Vesper said...

that's sweet! thanks for adding me to your blog roll! ;)