I was wearing a trench coat and a blue knit hat with blonde hair poking out from underneath.
You had beautiful eyes and a kind, reserved demeanor, curly hair and a floral ring on your finger. Our eyes skirted around each other on opposite sides of the pole until they made contact and we both smiled shyly. We both held our phones in hand as if they bore potential. I would’ve liked to have given you my number, but I forgot my pen.
