You were wearing a leather jacket, had long blonde hair. We were both waiting for the music to start, standing near the front. Your name was J and mine was S. We talked about the kind of music we liked, music and arts is a huge part of your life. You had an English accent and I promised to listen to your favorite artists. I wanted to keep in contact and exchange information but you left right after the concert. I'm from another province, so at the very least, I just wanted you to know that I thought you were one of the coolest girls I have ever met.