Oh, Sophia

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 Oh, Sophia, it was a cool fall day when I saw you on my morning walk around the city park. You were reading a novel, but I couldn't tell the title or author. I approached you for a short conversation, asking your name and what you were doing, reading in the park by yourself. You told me you were studying for a test you had later that afternoon. I complimented your beauty and you told me I had a nice smile. Our short conversation soon turned to a 3-hour walk about the park, just talking about anything and everything. We were able to keep the conversation going the whole time, never growing bored or uncomfortable. It was a peaceful day, and I had hoped to see you again. Thankfully in these modern times, we have instant communication, so I politely asked for your phone number at the end of our walk and talk. We parted ways, although it was strangely hard to do so. I kept wanting to turn back and continue our conversation, but I knew we were both busy in those later afternoon hours.