You were across from me on the train, you had long dark hair and wired headphones and a backpack. We kept looking at each other and I thought you were super pretty. I was the girl across from you with a black shirt with white stitching, a white purse, and I was filing my nails cause my phone was dead. I think you missed your stop because you got off at York st and started waiting on the other side of the platform for the uptown train. I doubt you’ll ever see this but it’s worth a shot.