You were ice skating and seemed like you were alone. I watched from a
distance, admiring your skating skills. You wore a black jacket, jeans, and
lime green gloves, which set you apart from the other skaters. You did
glance my way a couple of times and smiled. Were you smiling at me, a
brunette, lacing up her skates, or were you smiling because you were in the
moment. If you remember and I would like to skate together.