A few years back I was sat on a train with my family heading down to a cousin's wedding, about half way through the trip we come to a stop around leeds or somewere and an incredibly hot red haired girl walked on with who i presume were her mother and father and sat a few tables away on the opposite side. There are no words to describe how amazing this girl looked, our representation of angels had nothing on this girl.
So the train gets moving again and I'm not going to lie i couldn't keep my eyes off her, i kept stealing glances at her for a few seconds at a time. So this goes on for a few minutes but then when i go to look up at her i see she is staring at me and when i looked up at her she smiled, and before you go "Pfft whut!? she smiled, fuck off dude" it wasn't like a hey how ya doing kind of smile, it was a fireworks going off, choir singing in the background and every bad thing in life vanishing kind of smile. It was the smile you give someone when you've thought they've been dead for some time. I smiled back and then proving what a giant fuck bag i am...buried my head in the book i was reading, again stealing glances at her when i could, once or twice meeting eachothers gaze and looking away quickly.
Alas we get to the station where we have to change trains and we get off and i swear to you when i looked back through the window to where she was sitting she was looking at me. My brother then asked if i knew the girl, i said no and then he said it seemed like she knew you, she kept looking at you while you were trying to hide from her.
I've never seen her since

...I feel sad now remembering that
