We locked eyes whilst you were looking at the dance performance on the platform. I wanted to say hi. Though I felt we had a conversation as I followed your tattoos from your shoulder, through the glass bottle, down to the orange bag in your hand. As I left the Train I couldn’t help but to take another glance to confirm something I already knew. How stunned to speak you made me the first time we saw each-other’s faces.
Posted: Sunday. July 20, 2025.
