To the man I was pressed against on the train

New York City NY

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This was maybe 3 weeks ago, I can't remember. It was rush hour, I was on my way home from school, and the train was already over-full. At Grand Central, more people squeezed in, and my back was pressed up against your front with nowhere else to go. As the train moved, we jostled against each other, and your anatomy couldn't help but awkwardly tell me you didn't mind. Usually I would be mortified about this, but I was honestly so flustered that I was kinda into it. I blame spring. As I got off the train, I mouthed "bye" to you behind my mask and blushed (and accidentally grazed your arm with my boob to further compound our weird exchange.) You gave me the corniest wink, and I kinda wish you'd given me your number as well, even though there was clearly an age difference between us. Anyway, still thinking about you.