Metro Station 8pm.

Washington DC

Description

We might have passed each other at the Metro station around 8pm. I passed by so quick that I couldn’t say for sure. I’ve gotten so used to seeing you in every mid-height brunette that I might have kept going just on instinct. Maybe a little trepidation too. I desperately want to sit down with you and establish some common ground. If you see me, stop me - I hope to hear from you