I can’t believe I am doing this but I am doing it anyways…
I met you around 18:45 on line 13 direction to Saint Denis. I don’t recall from which station you came in but you got off in St.Lazare.

You have blond curly hair, brown jacket and a pouch bag ..
You stood againt the back door and were listening to your music..
I couldn’t get my eyes off you since you walked into the metro, as if we have met somewhere before…
I thought this kind of feeling are fictional and exist only in the movies, but that’s not true.

It was real!
I was sitting there, watching you from afar, without daring to draw your attention..(I should have actually otherwise I wouldn’t be writing here!)
Our glance never crossed but I guess somehow you knew I was watching you.
You turned your head looking towards me just before getting off in St. Lazare.
I wish I had the courage to look at you in the eye or even go talk to you..

I was wearing a black coat and red scarf,carrying a red bag, probably the only asian looking girl in the wagon.

Hope to see you soon again..

par petit rouge

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