Friday, April 22, 2005

Train Station

He tapped her on her shoulders. She recognised him. He was in the same coach.

And he said, quite nervously "I don't mean to be rude. I have no bad intentions. I just want you to know I think you have amazingly beautiful eyes."

She was startled. But she managed to say "Thanks." Nervously. What does he want?

"Don't worry. I don't want anything from you. That's all I wanted to say." And he walked away.

Into the crowd, down the stairs from the station. Into the evening sun.


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