He's still the one

DBJ, that is - yesterday, one bus stop into my day of wandering around town, I saw a boy, around 11, who was a 60-70% lookalike of my unrequited love, while today, my blog stats page revealed someone had viewed the post from last year where I published a photo of a boy who bore an even closer resemblance to 'the real thing'. I couldn't resist revisiting the post myself, spending, not for the first time, long moments gazing melancholically at the picture. It was never going to be, but I still can't stop myself from wishing that we could, somehow, have been together. Not in this life, I'm afraid.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B