You were sitting behind me at the Orpheum and we hadn't seen each other in years. I am the blind girl with purple and pink hair. I overheard you telling someone about the fact that if you had contacted me 3 weeks earlier all those years ago that you would be the one sitting with me, not my current bf. I was in tears and wanted to talk to you, but you never got up the nerve to say hi either did I. I have never forgotten you nor forgiven myself for choosing him over you. I have any way of contacting you, so I hope that you read this and contact me. I am sorry, please forgive me.