Today a boy I met on the skytrain. We had a little skytrain romance. Before we parted he told me my boyfriend was very lucky because I am beautiful.
So I see you
and i’m not sure if you caught my eye
or I caught yours
but we keep meeting briefly
in the middle
and I have this urge to know why
but I don’t want to ask
I don’t want to break the perfect forcefield of dilated perfection between us
so I sit
and I make up stories that I know you
or you recognize me
or you love me
and then the more I think about it
the more familiar you look
and suddenly we aren’t perfect strangers anymore
we’re just perfect
I can’t tell anymore
because the past and your unfamiliar face
has become a fantasy
was a beautiful day
i love the way
was a beautiful day
a lovely perfect wonderful
I talked about writing this, and this PostSecret I saw about how sometimes people stare at people on the train because they are beautiful, and the wondering…. and I forgot to tell him he was beautiful. And inspiring. And polite. Oops.
Also, he did not mention that I am the lucky one : )
Today I had such a romantic bus ride! I’ll probably never see the guy again (but then, with my ironic life you never know haha) but it was really cool just to share a moment with someone. This nice curly haired boy was sitting across from me smiling and after avoiding eye contact for what I realized was no reason I finally looked back at him. He was rocking out to some song and then laughed when he saw me watching him. After a minute he offered my a headphone so we both leaned across the aisle to share a moment of music. It reminded me of lady and the tramp a little bit… only less messy and meaty. Then more people got on so we had to severe our connection. The seat next to me became available and he moved into it. He kept playing different songs he liked and it was really cool to have this completely stranger just share the things that made him happy with me. I shall share with you some of the cool songs I discovered today:
We mostly listened but exchanged a few words about instruments and some jokes I couldn’t quite hear but laughed at anyway.
I love that I can be single and still experience romance. And that connecting with another person doesn’t have to mean anything or have a future or a past. Just a moment. A shared happiness? Maybe he’s gay. Maybe he is in a relationship. Maybe he isn’t looking for one. Maybe he’s vegan. Maybe he’s not. It doesn’t matter! It was beautiful.
I considered trying to do some sort of contact info exchange but it didn’t happen organically so I got off at my stop with a name and some songs in my back pocket. Thanks Tony. Maybe this is my missed connection. Maybe it’s just a moment. Oh and we grew up in the same area… Magic!