Just missed.

I don't know why I'm writing this.

You ordered the same thing that I did and sat down at the table adjacent to mine. We made eye contact once or twice and each went back to looknig at our phones. Your yellow hair was pulled up, and you were wearing ripped jeans and a tee with my favorite band.

I looked up every now and then. I liked your eyes, your hair, your style, your smile - your everything.

I'm not sure if you looked at me too, (maybe when I wasn't looking). I was trying not to be creepy. I was trying to think of something to say, that wouldn't be out of place or context, but I froze. Just a few simple words. I didn't want to bother you, but I wanted to meet you, too.

We left at the same time, in the same direction. I swear I wasn't following you!

You looked at your phone as you stepped off the curb. I tried to think of something to say, but I froze. They say it's like slow-motion, but it happened so fast.

I stared at the front of the bus as the people around us pushed me aside. And I thought of what I should have said, just a few simple words: "look out!"