And so, here we go again. She and I. Alone, just the two of us. And the other passengers invading our daily morning commute by train.But they are not important. I am oblivious to them all.There's only HER.Short, blonde pixie hair.Blue eyes.Those lips,shaded with lipstick,the color of tangerine.Who could ever be born to be this beautiful.But here she is.And she's mine...Well...I want her to be...Since the first time I saw her a few days ago riding the train,I can't get her out of my mind. At home. At work. The image of her face is with me. I wonder what it's like to know her? To be her friend? To know what her dreams are? Would she accept a guy like me? I never saw a ring on her finger but is she with someone anyway? No. Don't think that way. She belongs to me. I can be the man of her dreams. The person she's been waiting for all her life.At least I can be.I want to be.I can look her in the eye and tell her all these things. If she would just look at me... The train begins to halt. Our commute comes to an end. This is our mutual stop. We both begin to rise from our seats and gradually walk toward each other. This is it. Today will be the day. The previous days since I first saw her don't matter anymore. I will introduce myself and we will begin a new journey together from this point forward. We arrive at the same time at the side door exit. Our eyes meet. She smiles. "Hello my name is Emily. I'm glad to finally be talking to you." Say something. "GOOD morning. " I respond. "Hold on...sorry." Emily points to her ear.Bluetooth.She's on the phone. I give her the courtesy of walking off the train first. I watch her continue to walk away until she is out of sight. I am embarrassed. I wallow in my own self-destruction. But then I realize, there's another day. Tomorrow. I will be ready. Better prepared. I will be overwhelmed with courage. Emily, my love. Tomorrow you will be mine. Wait...Didn't i say all of this yesterday?