Sighting

As you got into your seat by the window next to me, I took a call and missed the natural moment to say hello. While you read and I worked, I felt like we’d ridden the train together hundreds of times. When the train pulled up, I crossed the aisle to pack my bag and a few people got between us since you’d started to make your way to the door. You looked back and I wasn’t sure if it was toward me or in general. Your eyes are gorgeous. If this needle in a haystack works, let’s have coffee?