Sighting

When I got on the train at 4:25pm, you were already there and at first, I didn’t even notice you. It wasn’t until I was comfortably seated that I looked ahead and realized you were staring at me. I stared right back, but it was almost like you didn’t even realize you were caught. You had the softest gaze and smile and I’ll be honest, I avoided it the whole ride because I didn’t know how to deal with the feelings it was arising in me.

I was expecting you to approach me, but you didn’t, and now I regret not making it more obvious that I felt a connection with you. We got off on the same station, but I’m afraid I’ll never see you again.

You had a short buzzcut, a little moustache, dark brown eyes and were wearing a dark green hoodie and a neon yellow bag of sorts.

I was the girl with the blonde buzzcut, train boy.

Me