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Dan caught her eye across from the opposite side of the tracks, she had on pink, I thought to my self how flattering is that coat she is wearing. She turned away as if some what kinda shy. I wonder what she is saying about me inside her thoughts.

She was so delegate like a soft peddle on a rose. Our bodies speaking volumes and neither one of us has said a word. I look up at the board to see how much time we had on the platform before our trains came.

We are like passing ships in the night, how poetic. I could not bring my self to say hello. I guess this is too mysterious and I don’t really want it to end. What if she is the one and I don’t ever see her again.

My heart raced as I saw the lights of the passing train approaching. It is your chance to say hello don’t waste it she will be gone in seconds, but I like to remember this at this time here in this place. Her train arrived.

She smiled and waived good-bye as she got on the train; I was drawn into her space for just that brief moment.