Handsome & lonesome on the BSL

Philadelphia PA

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You were riding the BSL northbound on Tuesday morning, in a black shirt, shorts, sneakers, wearing your SEPTA card like a dog tag. With a mask covering your nicely-kept beard and a camo baseball cap on your head, all I could see of your handsome face were your dark eyes. They seemed to express something like sadness or loneliness, but not despair. You saw me noticing you: how could I not? Your body is gorgeous (WOOF!), but what kept me looking was the sense that you needed someone to see you, and remind you that you are worthy of love. Maybe we'll run into each other on the train again; if we do, I hope you'll say hi. In the meantime, be well.