Sighting

We were both sitting on the bus. I had seen you sitting next to a little boy too. I was sitting behind.

I ought to have said hi; however, the moment passed, and now I wish I’d gotten the chance to speak.

I am a black individual, average height, slim, and wearing a thick fur coat in my twenties. You were an individual with a lighter skin complexion than myself and dreadlocks. You were holding something purple looking like in your hands.

Don’t worry! I’m willing to keep a secret. I’d say I’m pretty good at keeping them anyway. By the way, I have a confession. I would have liked to have had that experience with somebody like you. It made me want to try the thing out for the first time, which I’m like dying to do it, not going to lie. If a person were to give anything of a kind? There would only be one person I would let offer or get me to try it. And that would be yourself. Honestly…

Just so we are transparent, and so you know.

I’m not looking for a relationship. But for somebody to vibe with.

Hoping to meet up approximately for about 1:50ish on a Saturday, probably somewhere at the nearest Tesco.

If that’s you? May you kindly reply

Cake