For the past 2 years, I’ve seen you everywhere. School. Work. The bus. While I’m driving. Around the neighborhood. Whenever you see me, I know you recognize me too. It feels like we’re travelling on a set of train tracks, constantly seeing each other, but our paths never crossing for there to be an introduction. Every time I see you, I hope that you’ll have the courage to come up to me and say hi. It’s still yet to happen. But I know that one day, we will meet. And what a wonderful day it will be.