You stood beside me waiting to get off the 22nd St Skytrain station. You were wearing a bandana covering your nose and face cuz it was smokey outside. I couldn't take my eyes off of you as you stood right at my side. You finally looked at me and asked if the Walmart was on fire cuz you saw a fire truck. I snapped out of my stare, you were about to say something else, but an old lady decided to wedge in between us... I literally haven't been able to stop thinking of you.