It almost felt wrong, the

way it felt so right.

Turns out we have much in common.

Music, food, fear of heights.

Ironically enough,

We met at a bar,

Several stories up,

Looking down at the cars.

We talked for hours,

Losing track of the time.

Laughter and smiles

Over sips of red wine.

One date turned to two,

After that one, another.

You and me and me and you,

Glad we found each other.