I see her at the station
She’s gone without a trace
She appears in the window
The reflection of her face.
I look into her eyes
As she stares through the glass
I wonder what she’s thinking
The moment doesn’t last.
I guess she’s an enigma
Dancing round my brain
As the crowd begins to push and shove
I move further down the train
And then as if by chance
We’re standing very close
Now almost in a trance
I’m standing on her toes
Embarrassed and surprised
She smiles and says “hello
You’re standing on my foot”
I blush and say “I know”.
The doors begin to open
I help her off the train
Then ask if I can walk her home
She laughs and asks “to cripple me again?”
She says “we share this journey every day
You’ve never said hello
I watch you staring through the glass
Just wanted you to know”
I walk with her to the front door
She asks “you coming in “
I wonder if her folks are home
She gives a cheeky grin.
She makes us both a coffee
I’m sitting there dumbstruck
“A penny for your thoughts” she says
Just can’t believe my luck.
We sit and talk for hours
And laugh and flirt and joke
Reticence behind me
It’s time to go for broke.
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I think you captured the atmosphere of younger days very well in your piece today.
I'm laughing at myself now because in later years following divorce, the atmosphere of a first date is quite, quite different.
Thanks 👍 I remember back then before the internet life and relationships were far simpler. Today it's all Facebook, TikTok and Instagram, non of which I have ever used
Those days seen to be non existent now noticing somebody from.a far ..
On same transport every day
Used to same faces on public transport . Saying hello to some body now without knowing them 🤔🤔
I agree, sadly.
Public transport today? Plugged in one and all - definitely not in the here and now. Glad I'm not out there calling for romantic tenders anymore.
Great memories evoked there, Andy. Well paced, left me with a feeling of warmth.
Thanks Dave.
Enjoyed writing this one as it brought back some good memories 😅
Wonderful words Andy, those times of face to face conversation were so wonderful.
Andy
So True Andy, unfortunately technology has in many cases replaced good old fashioned conversation.
Wow...a great description of her...❣
Thanks 👍
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