SHE

so i was walking to my buddy's house today when i passed her on the road. she had on zebra coloured baggy trousers with a lot of pockets and big zebra coloured headsets and tank top. she was wearing similar sneakers with me and that was originally why i looked at her face. i'm not in a habit of looking at people's faces, i do the hold your headup gig for confidence emanation but i just look beyond the physical, not seeing the person in front of me but today, she was different in a city where everyone looks the same but think they are different, she passed and i turned to look at her and she had already turned she was walking backwards. she waved at me and i could have talked to her, i knew i should have but i waved back at her and continued on my way. damn, my buddy coulda waited. i'd walk that road again the whole of next week and if i still don't see her, i'd walk it every friday for one month but i'd find her and ask her a basketball game, i just know she's the type that would say yes. when she says yes, i can have a first date with someone different and new in this city.
michael's pocket is just going to suffer hosting me in his house while i look for her. it'd be worth it because i know she'd be a gust of cool breeze and a breath of fresh air or any of those cliches people say.