I met you two years ago on St Patricks Day at Durty Nellys, after you have been celebrating with some of the boys you said. You invited me and my friend to sit with you and we all laughed and carried on. I was wearing a multi colour Kelly green , black, grey and cream sweater. You had on a tshirt and a yellow shirt. You were a teacher in Dartmouth you told me. Then you were gone but you asked where I usually went. I had just come from The Moustache and said sometimes I go there on Saturdays. You said maybe you would see me there next week but it wasn’t a place you usually went.
So I was there the next week and old boyfriend showed up. Then you did too and I was shocked to see you. We chatted briefly but I was up on the dance floor a lot. You left and said Goodbye as you passed. I immediately felt like I had made a big mistake- again. But you gave me a gift that I will always remember- the fact that you came looking for me and I thank you for that.
Love you my dear Dartmouth teacher. —Grateful Poet