To the beautiful girl wearing off-white fishnet stockings and a matching skirt this morning around 9am... you are simply gorgeous. I don't know how you get your hair to be all wavy and everything but you stood out in the crowd today and I couldn't stop looking at you. I think it was your beautiful brown hair that really made me look in the first place...

And yes, we had to wait at the 77th St. stop for the second train to come before we each got on, and maybe you were one door closer to the middle of the train than I was, and so what if I got off at 42nd St. but you stayed in your seat... does that mean that we can't someday have a short convo and grab a glass of wine somewhere after work?

I was "busy" reading a news article that I printed from a computer as I stood in the doorway of our subway car, but maybe you noticed a guy in black, striped pants with a shiny blue shirt and navy blazer? If so, let me know...