I don't remember much of it now, but I know he was wearing a very yellow shirt button down oxford with a large Polo logo on the front and was sitting in a chair.We were older, but not much older.It was supposedly the first time we had ever meet, but I knew that wasn't true. I bent down and gave him a kiss and felt a bit ashamed that I kissed a stranger, but he wasn't a stranger. I knew him.
I know him.
