You were the most beautiful woman I've laid eyes upon. We were on the SkyTrain from Richmond to the City Center. You were with your tall friend in the brown dress. She was standing in between us, but I stole a look every time she moved from behind my sunglasses. I was the guy with the red beard, laughing way too much. I made a joke about the train closing its doors on people. I saw you smile. I wanted to follow you off the train but we were late for a movie. My show was cancelled. I should have just talked to you.