Honed (2nd Revision))

[billy]

she was the third wheel so to speak,,, walking with a couple appearing as if she was out of place kind of keeping a little distance like she wanted to show that she was alone.... i was sitting on the sidewalk next to 711 drinking a coffee and smoking a cigarette, she looked at me and smiled with her eyes, which flattered me (im 42... she was perhaps 20ish.) She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt and had the most beautiful golden tan... i dont know if you ever looked at a girl and there was no dryness about her... its hard to explain. they went into the store and i lit up another cigarette waiting for them to come back outside.

never ever in a moth of sundays would i have guessed thats what you were saying or implying. but guess what from this piece of prose i know everything. great stuff. now lets work on it. i promise you it won't be great (my poems never are plus this is your poem ) ;

She was a third wheel,
out of place amongst the couple.
I was sat on the sidewalk
next to 711 drinking coffee,
and smoking a cigarette.
She flattered me with a smile
(im 42... she was 20ish.),
had the most beautiful golden tan...
I don't know if you've ever looked at a girl,
and there was no dryness about her...
It's hard to explain.
They went into the store.
I lit up another cigarette
waiting for her to come back outside.

just check over the parts i removed. i changed almost none of your words. it would be great if you could try and do something similar.
we'll be here to help you.

and remember, all we're doing is finding a way to say what we mean in a way the reader can understand it. once we can do that we can be as arty farty as we like