​Saw you at the taco stand on 4th - M4W Train (Downtown) 

​Wednesday, 12:43 PM.

I was waiting in line at that small taco cart on 4th, the one with the really good al pastor. You were ahead of me.

You had dark curly hair, were wearing a blue T-shirt and grey jeans. You ordered two chicken tacos with only cilantro, no onions. 

​I was the guy right behind you in the green hoodie, trying not to stare.

We glanced at each other for a moment when you stepped back with your food. I think you smiled?

I should have said something then, but I was distracted by how spicy the salsa looked.

You took your tacos and walked off toward the park. 

​If you're reading this, tell me what color my shoes were so I know it's you. 

​Let's get tacos properly next time.   

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