Sighting

On Monday, January 27th, 2025, I was catching a flight to Varna at Eindhoven Airport. 
I was on the WizzAir priority line, which was messy as usual. So my friend who was travelling with me and I approached a guy to ask what the correct line was since we were a bit lost. He told us that was the correct line, but it was messy (mildly small talk). 

I don’t know how to explain it, but our eyes locked a bit. And I think whatever it was, it was mutual. Pretty mutual. 
He was gentle, and we talked a little. I noticed he looking at me and checking me out when I wasn’t looking (we always know)... but I am stupidly shy, and I think because it’s been a while since I actively flirted, so I guess I don’t know how to give a clear indication that I am interested too. 

The line finally moved, and he made a small joke and looked at me in a way that girl knows what it is. He seemed shy, too. I laughed, and we got onto the plane (packed, fully booked). We didn’t sit close :( 
When the plane landed at Varna Airport (in Bulgaria, where I live), I saw him standing a few seats ahead. I can say he looked back and looked for me, but the plane was incredibly full, and he didn’t see me.

When I finally made it to the airport hall and exited (which took several minutes since I had to wait an extra amount of time for my friends. I was on a group trip), he had already left. At least I couldn’t find him. 

Anyway, I don’t know why I am typing this story that happened that day, but… navy blue overcoat guy with rounded brownish glasses, wearing a scarf (neckerchief kind, I guess), grey hair and an amazing pair of eyes who caught the flight from Eindhoven Airport to Varna on Monday January 27th night and was in the priority line… if you read this, I liked you too. I should have given a clear indication and retributed your smiles and looks. I am a shy person, and you looked shy, too.

As I hold any hopes of finding you again, so I guess I am just venting. I will probably delete this post when my blue feelings fade away.

A warm hug