This could be the last time

Cammy's just arrived at my soon to be no more local, with his parents. He flitted into view for, literally, a couple of seconds, looking for a table for them, before they ended up sitting behind me. He didn't notice me. Given the circumstances, that could be my last moment, ever, of seeing him. He's going to be my boy, I wrote, months ago. Of course he isn't, I could never be that lucky. And after the day of 'torture by cutie' I endured on my travels around London earlier, all I want is to be free of this 'life sentence'. 'Cruel and unusual punishment' doesn't even come close.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B