U got on at Delaney Essex heading to Myrtle Broadway. We stood next to each other the whole ride even though the train continued to fill in and move us around. U have a small line tattooed on your left forearm. I wore orange lenses. U almost missed your stop, and I called out to help you get off. I wanted to get off too, and maybe just walk with you a bit then catch a later train the rest of my way. Here’s to hoping we collide again, somehow.