I believe this took place between 11AM and 12PM, but I could be off by an hour or two. The weather was lightly overcast. I was headed northwards, and was walking on that slightly raised section of pavement separating one side of the Horizon Square office building from the sidewalk – it was only two very short steps higher than the sidewalk. You were headed westwards on that sidewalk, and at such a distance from me that our paths were going to intersect. The moment I saw you, I was astonished. You were the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. Because of the brevity of our interaction and the time that has passed since, some of these descriptions may be a bit inaccurate, but hopefully they’ll be enough to awaken your memory: You had long hair that fell effortlessly to your waist, and it was a rich shade of light brown. Your eyes were intelligent, warm, and piercing, and though I regrettably did not catch their colour, I believe they were also brown. Your lips were thin-to-medium and had a lovely shape, and I remember a defined cupids bow. Your forehead was small-to-medium, and your skin was white with peachy tones. You looked to be in your mid-twenties, and your clothing was long-sleeved; I believe one article of it was brown. You were shorter than me. As for myself, I was a pale, tall woman in her mid-twenties with slightly-wavy, neck-length dark-blonde hair, and I was sporting a black baseball cap and sunglasses. I was also dressed in long sleeves, and almost everything I wore was grey. I saw you, was astonished by you, and your eyes found mine a moment later. We held each other’s gazes as our paths approached, and you were smiling at me the whole time. Then when we did intersect and I was right at the top of the short steps and you were right below me, you turned your head to look up at me directly, and you gave me the most beautiful, soul-piercing smile I’d ever seen. Truly, time felt like it slowed down, as though I was witnessing a miracle…which makes what happens next even worse. I smiled back at you, yes, but when I walked down those steps and you were right next to me, I didn’t turn to you again – I just kept walking. I checked to make sure the road was clear and then J-walked across the street, and I didn’t look behind me, and I didn’t even say anything – neither of us did – and then suddenly we were out of sight. I have regretted this ever since, and at the very least wish I could have told you how beautiful you were. Your magnetic smile pulled me in that day, but I drew away. Part of it was because I was so surprised by what I saw, and so wasn’t able to fully process it in the moment. The other part was because I did understand and process it, and was afraid of it. I’m afraid right now just writing this two years later, but you’re worth taking that risk for, whoever you are. If this is you, and you’d like to reconnect, just let me know any other details you remember about the interaction. Wherever you are, I’m wishing you all the best!