dear john,
i realised the other day that we have actually met four times. again, it was before we started texting and while you were still dating my close friend, beth.
i was in town, with a friend, and i saw you. i recognised you, but avoided eye contact. i assume you saw me too, because you walked right past me.
i remember whispering to my friend, "awkward moment where i just saw beth's boyfriend," and she whispered back, "awkward moment where we just saw beth," and raised her eyebrows.
i then saw her, and you were just joining her and i waved and said, "hey!" and that was all.
it was the same day she broke up with you, and a day or so before we started texting.
my memory is so awful; i've met you four times and cannot remember what the hell your appearance is.
what do you look like, john?
love, me.
