A few days ago I was in London, England, and this girl past me and I almost didn't see her, only just when she past and I looked back and this is what I saw. What I remember anyway. I saw her in the morning and I thought about her the whole day, and when I finely got to my Hotel in the evening, I draw what I could remember.
I started thinking about, what if she was the one, I mean what if I was meant to walk back to her and talk, ask for her number? what I just wasted my shot?
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