Sighting

We were sitting next to each other in coach 15 on the Paris-Milan tgv train on the 14th of August. We got to chat after you asked me for information about the underground in Turin, where we both got off the train. We were both on our Interrail trip and you told me you live in Amsterdam. You were reading A Wild Sheep Chase by Haruki Murakami and had on a striped t-shirt. Our train was late so I had to run to catch my connection and we never got to introduce ourselves. I don’t know if the feeling’s mutual but I immediately regret not asking for your name or giving you my number