I remember once when I was young. Like after movie or sth I was on the bus. There is a girl sitting across from me. She wore her dress with buttons,cleared up to her neck. She was the most beautiful thing that I have seen. I was shy. So when she looked at me, I looked away. Then when I looked back, she looked away. When I got the station that I would get off, got off, door closed. As the bus was pulling away, she looked at me, gave me the most credible smile. It was awful. I wanted to tear the door open. I went back every night at the same time, two weeks. But she never showed up. That was ten years ago. I don't think that is a day goes by without thinking about her. But I don't want it happen again.