I left work and was walking down towards the train station when i saw him. He was standing by the bus stop in stonewashed denim and a loose button down that was blowing in the wind. His hair was a mess and his shoes dirty. He turned his back to the gusting wind and looked at the passerbys.. including me. I smiled. He smiled back. For a moment I thought I could muster up the guts to say hello... but alas, it wasnt meant to be. The bus screeched to a stop, opened it's door and one of the most handsome men I have seen in my adult life got on that bus and I just stood there as the bus pulled away.

I was in shock as to how quickly it all happened. Would I ever see him again? I didnt know.. but I'll never forget that face. Those features.. they are implanted in my brain. His masculine form and oh-so-tender smile.. *sigh*

I never thought I'd say this but oh what a dream boat.. hahahaha

oh and he did look back at me from inside the bus and smiled as he waved to me. Oh that smile had me on cloud nine for the entire ride home.