I was waiting for a bus when you came along, all beautiful curly long hair, pretty smile. We both looked at each other when we heard some drunk ass girls screaming out loud behind the bus shelter. I saw you saying goodbye to your friend earlier cause she had to go on the SkyTrain. I asked if you just got off from work, and you said no you just came from the Justin Nozuka concert. I told you that I wanted to go watch it too, but I had to go to work instead. I was going to ask for your name, but forgot to do so.