Sighting

I saw you on the 5pm GWR train from Bristol to Paddington on 9 August.

You had short hair, a tank top under what looked like denim dungarees, and Sony over-ear headphones. When you got on, you asked if the seat next to me was taken. I said no, and we ended up sitting together in the very last row.

We were both mostly resting during the journey, barely saying anything. There was a little bit of physical contact between us here and there, and, strangely, it felt really comfortable and reassuring. I don’t know if you felt the same way, but I remember feeling oddly at ease sitting next to you.

I thought you were really cute. Honestly, I wanted to say something or ask for your contact, but I was way too nervous. So I didn’t.

I was wearing black trousers and a black top, with an orange shirt over it.

If you happen to see this, I’d really love the chance to say hello properly this time.

Maybe our paths will cross again！