Looking for the beautiful person I made eye contact with as I stepped off at Montrose Ave. I was lugging my Trader Joe's groceries and was too stunned to speak. Cut to 3 seconds later, and I'm standing on the platform wondering if it's insane to run back on the train. Alas, just as I turned around, it started to pull away.
I was wearing a black graphic tee and jeans. You were also in jeans and maybe a green shirt. To be honest, I didn't clock much outside of the piercing gaze. If not through here, I hope we'll bump into each other on the Summer streets soon.
