...we write them down.
So... we met in circumstances I don't quite remember. I think we must have gotten off the wrong foot as I wasn't very happy spotting you in the crowd while I was shopping. I headed for the escalator, hoping for a quick exit. You saw me and tried to cut me off, which led to a chase in which I swung a shopping basket at you. You said people were usually better at aiming those at you. Somehow you talked me into staying and chatting. It was raining outside. I went looking for some old magazines so we wouldn't sit on the damp staircase. I felt bad that one was thicker than the other, so I kept on looking. In the end I left with just one, feeling worse and running terribly late. I didn't think you'd still be there, waiting, but you were. More than that, you had a whole thing going while waiting for me. You greeted me singing karaoke style. There were people backing you up. I wish I remembered the song. Something tells me "Can't take my eyes off you" - but it could very well be just wishful thinking. I know I smiled and we talked.