Last night, I fell asleep thinking of ways to make June smile. I just want one aimed at me. Just one and I’ll be happy. I’ve never been on the receiving end of one of her smiles, but I’m determined to get one by the end of this week. It’s not that I’m head over heels in love with the woman already, but I feel a pull to her. A need to spend time with her. Be close to her. I can’t shake it.
