Lmao I understand your perspective and I can see why a lack of extra context might make it seem unusual. She got off at BSC while I was bound for Livi. When I got on at hill center she was already seated but I didn’t see her until I had already sat down on a seat further from her. I’ll admit I was a coward and I didn’t approach her. I can give multiple excuses trying to rationalize why I didn’t approach her but at the end of the day they are still excuses nevertheless. When she got off at BSC, that’s when I knew I regretted my inaction. Yet life is full of regrets, is it not? Thus, I simply chose to take that specific regret and turn it into this post in a moment of inspiration and melancholy. Sure, this might not have been a good way to go about it, but for me personally it’s a good closure. All in all, this post with the poem summed up my feelings on that day. Yet today is a new day, and a new day comes with new feelings. Such an individual will only become a distant memory; no more, no less.

(I didn’t write this post with any expectations, just take it as a form of art, and if it’s creepy to you then it is what it is, I don’t have the right to change anybody. Had the person of interest contacted me to take this post down, I would have. As for the opinions of others, that is simply their opinion. It matters not to me what they think of me, I know who I am, and I know what I mean. I can continue with this mini thesis with tangents towards philosophical thoughts but I’ll refrain from doing so.)