There I go again…(The "H" file)

Yes, “there” I went again - date of the first picture? Ah ok, I will tell you: December 28, 2006 – A nice smile (at me?) black blouse and sort of messy hair. I think I should have explained to her at that time that although I wished her a lot, I wished to kiss her lips and mouth so much, I could not do anything and that “anything” sort of hurt me, hurt my feelings for not being able to throw myself into her arms and kissing her as I had promised in my poems and as she was expecting me to do one day in our classroom. But, no – I could not do it for reasons she knows very well, for reasons I knew very well too. I went “there” this afternoon – April 14th, 2016 - to see her pictures, to see her smile again, to see her outgoing personality and her love to tease me or tease my lack of courage to go ahead, approach her and tell her to her plain how much she touched me, she touched me as a man, she touched me sexually, she simply touched me! What I am writing here about is not for someone whose eyes are green (I love green eyes, as everybody knows, all my friends and students know). Actually, I do not even remember what color her eyes are, maybe brown, maybe black. It doesn’t matter. But the problem is that I went “there’ again this afternoon to see her pictures, her smile, her body, her arms, her hands at her hips in the picture in front of the pond, her legs and thighs, sexy, beautiful, ready for a great love that happened later in her life. “She is simply the best!”

Well, I could not tell her either that the large number of her pictures is still hidden somewhere in my 4 emails with my own name, back-up in 4 emails in order not to be lost. Those emails hide my deep studies on women, on life, on my life, and also hide pictures of important people (like her), things that I write only for myself to read and things I usually post on “Recanto” (which I am sure she reads or at least read in the past). I love reading again parts of my poems she used to write below her pictures and lyrics of my favorite and romantic songs. Yes, I am still a very romantic man who believes in love, believes in poems, believes in cute people like her, believes that kissing on the mouth is wonderful for your life to become happier!

Well, well, nothing else noteworthy to say today, except that I just kept the pictures she is alone, not family together!

I may edit this "tribute" to her, every now and then as I keep looking at her new pictures of her new life! Maybe no, maybe yes!