Alessia C. Rome The Message We met on Tuesday, I was climbing the stairs of the underpass, you stopped me saying you saw me walking and you found me very good-looking. Then we exchanged a few words in French, your mother tongue. I said I couldn't when you proposed to see each other again because I was unprepared, nervous and embarrassed. I didn't know that this meeting would have troubled me so much, now I feel like I've lost an irreplaceable chance and I always search for you in the station crowd. I don't remember your name, I don't know if you live in Italy or you were here for job, I don't even know what train you were taking and I feel like an idiot. I hope that somehow we will meet again because I truly need to know why I can't stop thinking about what happened. If someone knows a blue-eyed young man with a briefcase from France that was in that station that day (probably taking a train to Fiumicino or Frosinone) please help. Something they should know? What was I wearing? Date and time I blew my chance: 30/04/2019 @ 17:11
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