He waved at me

I remember when I first saw him
I um wet pants
But ironically it wasnt pee
It was the wet creamy substance known as womanly wine
Then I heard his lucious voice
It was so deep and delicious but a pathectic tone
overwhlmed his voice which at the very moment he
spoke I felt the painful memories he has endured for years
I could almost remember every heartwrenching memory of his
kind that his eyes wouldnt reveal even though they
were the loudest things besides his nose on his body
Then one day he waved
Followed as if rehearsed by a smile
Ear to Ear i heard the complaints on how my bright smile
blinded people
Sorry but he waved at me
Then bullshit occured at the peek of everything
and there were curse words were exchanged
Suddenly silence
Then worse of all no wave
You see i lived damn there for that wave
It had more signifigance than a motion that
meant i acknowledge your presence
No damn it no
It meant more
It meant that he tought about me
It menat that he would take his time out to wave at me no matter how sore he was
It meant that he thought that i was special enough to cut a conversation to wave at me
What happened uh?
Almost 5 months I was in denial
4 weeks I thought we were in love
7;03 he waved at me
2:00 I thought that I would see him again but it rained
too much
And tomorrow I hope... STOP
He waved at me