New York City
Wednesday night around 6pm. I don?t know when he got on, but we were in a relatively empty first car of the train. He had light brown/dirty blonde hair and a sweet smile. I was wearing a pink and olive jacket. We occasionally made eye contact and exchanged a smile. He walked to the door closest to me and turned to smile one last time before getting off at Houston. I immediately regretted not getting off too. It?s been two weeks, and I?m still thinking about it. It?s a long shot, but if you see this, I wish I had come over to say hi.
Posted: Friday. April 26, 2024.
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