To the girl on the train

At my local train station where I caught the train to my Internship, there was a gorgeous girl who took the same train. Every day, I would try and get the courage to say hello, but couldn’t. One day, we were even seated opposite each other, and yet I still didn’t say a thing.

For 3 weeks this carried on, every morning, until the fourth week, when I died.

After leaving hospital, and returning to my Internship 4 weeks later, I never saw that girl again — and I regret not having the courage to just speak to her when I had the chance 🙂

My family got me a T-Shirt to remind me, that reads, “I sat next to the pretty girl on the train and said nothing!”.

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