dear john,
i was thinking about the second time we "met". at least, i think it was the second. it could have been the third. either way, it was before we started texting.
you were with some friends (two girls and two boys, as i remember) and i was with my boyfriend - before i broke up with him, at least. we bumped into each other (not literally, thank god) by pure coincidence, and although i was fascinated by your existence (my friends at school talked about you a lot), i still did not look at you.
so i still cannot successfully describe your appearance.
love, me.
