He walked into the cafe
I’d seen him there before
He slowly looked around
As he came walking thru the door.
Dressed in jeans and a blue t shirt
His hair long, pushed to the side
Looked like he was a surfer
His shirt had been tie dyed.
He was tan and thin, though muscular
He stood up straight and tall
His cell phone rang a couple of times
Made no attempt to take the call.
Blonde hair, blue eyes… good looking
Seemed independent and quite confident
Found out he owned a gym in town
And cared a lot about the environment.
Donated to saving the turtles and fish
Taught surfing on the side
Hung out a lot at a bar I knew
Downtown called “The Rising Tide”.
Had broken up with a local girl
He was with her quite awhile
He looked over at me sitting there
Surprisingly, he smiled.
I was drinking a cup of coffee
Never expected him to talk to me
He asked if I’d mind if he sat down
Did I want some company?
I felt my heart skip a beat
I tried to remain calm
He quietly introduced himself
Said his friends all call him , Tom.
After awhile it was time to go
He asked for my cell number
I gave him one of my business cards
He was surprised I was a drummer.
My band played at “The Rising Tide”
On Thursday nights and weekends
Said he’d stop by on Saturday
Hoped he’d get to see me then.
That day was the beginning
We’ve been together ever since
A chance meeting at a cafe
Who knew we’d be best friends?
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