That night in Baltimore when your hands massaged me and put my worries to rest, I should have gave myself to you. Sometimes I remember this romantic s***** tension we had and regret that I never fulfilled it. I missed seeing you this year. I know I was always dating someone or another, but long distance plus your shyness just made nothing happen. If you showed up next year in Baltimore and we saw each other, I’ll probably just say, “Lets do it!”
