Under the Arch

When I got on the train tonight, the guy sitting behind me had obviously come from the airport with his giant suitcase. Other than that initial glance, I didn't pay attention to him again until I was getting off the train at my stop. He stepped off the train too and we passed each other. For just a moment, we looked at each other and I realized he had the prettiest blue eyes I had ever seen. I wish now that I had talked to him, even if just for a moment.