I wish I’d said Hello

 I wish I’d said hello. 

Saturday, June 20th. 2pm. Primrose Hill on the crest. 

I was in black spandex and a post-run mess; you caught my eye with a perfect smile and enviably prime spot in the grass. 

We exchanged glances and smiles a few more times as I pretended to stretch. You may have just been checking out my ass... 

I walked your way, you smiled more broadly. 

And then...  

I lost my nerve and more or less ran down the hill like a teenager. Sorry! 

If I could, I’d wind back time and just say “Hi”. 

May we please try that again?