I met him in a snow storm. The world was wrapped in white and we were sitting in a train together, driving through this endless amount of snowflakes.
In my hand a chicken baguette. So difficult to eat, being aware of his presence.
The train so crowded. He was sitting almost opposite to me. Tall and handsome. Every now and then I gazed into his direction, scared he would see me, and hoping he'd see me.
Ambivalent. Heartrate increasing.
From the corner of my eye I could see him looking at me. I felt so insecure. Should I look back?
At every single station I thought he'd leave the train and I'd never ever see him again.
His eyes were so magical. His appearance so attractive. And my baguette so infinite.
I'm so bad at eating things like that. Crumbs everywhere. Mustard dripping from every part of the sandwich. The sound of my chewing seemed so incredibly loud in the silence of the train. Because I wanted to look good while eating- at least as good as possible- I ate especially slow. It took my more than 20 minutes to finish. And after I finally finished, and he was still there, suddenly all the people around us left. The two of us were the only ones sitting there. I looked at him. He looked at me. We both smiled. He said:
"And so they all disappeared. May I?"
Pointing to the seat directly opposite to me. I nodded.
He looked even better now sitting closer to me. Dark hair, brown eyes, mediterranean appearance.
I knew I had to get off the train 2 stations further. Not more than 7 minutes. We talked about the snow, about our jobs and again I thought I would not see him again. Maybe coincidentally on the train again. Maybe not. Probably not. But then he asked for my phone number. Holy moly! But he had no phone with him and said he didn't knew his number by heart. So he wrote down my number on a small piece of paper. I was suspicious. I didn't believe the thing with his number entirely. But what did I have to lose?
I left the train and waved, hoping he would make use of my number sometime.
I made my way through the thick snow, that covered my feet completely up to my lower leg. I smiled to myself.
