You are gorgeous. Long, wavy dark brown hair. Beautifully pronounced features. You have a way about you that captured my attention. From the way you stand, to the way you smile. You have this wonderfully mysterious... aura (do people still say aura?). You wore a double breasted tan coat, and a pair of gum boots. You stood beside the doors. I was dressed in black. I have dark hair, dark eyes, with a tan backpack and colourful nike runners. I stood across from you, about 15 feet away. As I looked at you, you caught me. I held your eyes for a moment or two, and cracked a smile. You smiled back. It made my day. I wanted to come over and ask you out then and there. I have no idea why I didn't. You got off at Broadway station. I was almost late for work, and my stop was Vancouver City Centre. I'm going to look for you every day. If you read this, contact me. I want to take you out.