We’ve all been there: You see someone cute on the bus or subway but don’t know what to do or if you should chat them up. Simone Davis recalls finding herself in that exact scenario one morning on the way to work:
The train comes, and we get on the same train together. I keep looking up at her, and I keep looking back down at my poetry book and writing, and then I keep looking up at her. … I don’t say anything, because I’m too shy. And I’m thinking, “This girl will think I’m crazy for just walking across the train and talking to her out of nowhere.”
Fortunately, the object of Simone’s affection wasn’t quite as shy.
Just before she gets off the train, she hands me a note. The train doors close, and I look down at this note, and the note says, “I’d like to read it/hear it when it’s finished.” And it has her email address after it. And I’m like, “Yes! I won!”
Unfortunately, however, it just wasn’t meant to be — at least not yet…
This is Simone’s true LGBTQ story:
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