I miss you.
We met on a gig and I liked you a lot but you had a boyfriend. I didn't think I had a chance until one of our flights when a guy sitting next you was hitting on you the whole time. When the plane landed he asked you out and you gave him your number. That shocked me as I knew you had a boyfriend. After seeing this it gave me the confidence to ask you out. You were shy and hesitant at first but we hit it off as we talked for hours by the hotel pool on our last night on the out of town gig. When we got back to LA, a couple days passed and you texted me and said you would go on that date. We went for drinks somewhere in West LA. The waitress thought we were so cute together as we talked and held hands. I told her how lucky I was to be holding hands with such a beautiful woman for the first time. She couldn't believe this was our first date. We kissed each other that night by our cars. After our "first date" we would get together for drinks or lunch or go on hikes and afterwards you'd come over to my place and we would make love. We did this for a long time. It was amazing. I always wanted you to leave him but you didn't want to break his heart. I wonder if you knew you were breaking mine? Time passed... and we eventually lost contact. Wish our paths would cross again. I miss you.
