Where Are You?

Hi there,

I saw you that evening as you were heading towards Garibaldi metro station, I was wearing a black coat and brown boots and I was chating to a colleague. I wish I talked to you then - I had never in my life exchaged such a look with anyone, it was as if you recognised me. I wanted to tell you, Yes, it’s me!
Your stare burnt me inside, I can still feel it.

Can it be?

Find me!

This is a long shot, as it was a few years back now, but it shows what an impact you had on me because I’m still thinking about you to this very day. I got on at Fratton (I was with an older woman). We were exchanging frequent flirty looks. It was the summer as I remember we were both in shorts (You had lovely legs!). I got off ‘cause the train was being diverted via Basingstoke to Waterloo, but you stayed on. We talked briefly about normal boring delayed train stuff but started to talk a little more personally. Even as the train pulled away from Fratton, we were fixated on each other.

I was in line at the till today (tues) at 4pm. beside me was a beautiful nurse, she forgot her debit card at starbucks… I would like to meet you, we had great eye contact, lets chat
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You were waiting for an appointment talking to an older lady with compassion and interest. You had long blond hair, a wonderful smile, a pink iphone case.

I was sitting opposite in the black jacket, glasses also with my own appointment. We met eyes a few times and before I could talk to you. You left.

Here’s to hoping you find this. I was mesmerised by you. Nic.

Hi there

We met last Friday, April 19th at the O’Neill’s irish pub near Leicester Square in London. You were there with your work colleagues, I was there with my friends. We mainly made comments about being in the Matrix and talked about our jobs (you: Metro Police, me: Financial Auditor). Your friends were fun to talk to as well

For some reason we didn’t get a chance to say goodbye or exchange contact information - thought I’d give it a shot and see if I could find you…