So.There

I saw you as we waiting for our flight to board. We were departing from Orlando FL and flying to Chicago. It was right before Christmas 2003. I was returning home from vacation with my family, you were flying solo. Maybe you were going to see someone special for the holidays or returning home, I'm not sure.

I saw you from across the chairs sitting there pretending to sleep, cocking your head ever so slightly, maybe to get a better look. (That may have been my imagination, but I know my neck was sore from doing the same thing.) The woman started calling numbers for people to start boarding. I knew I would be one of the last to be called as we were sitting in the 9th row. I listened and watched for you to board the plane. Wouldn't it be cool if he was sitting next to me, I thought. A cute boy to talk to for a few hours, (sigh...yea right I thought. the chances of two seats next to eachother out of 100). The woman called rows 10-30, and off you went. Yep I thought to myself, hes got row 29 or 30. I wondered how I would crane my neck to scope out the plane and find you.

We climbed on board and went to our seats. As I looked for which seat mine was, there you were, right behind us, sitting there smiling in row 10. I called 'isle seat' and my brother said to me, 'it was yours anyway dork'. I sat down, excited but apprehensive. My Dad was to my left and you were right behind him. I couldnt talk to you with my Dad right there. I cant do a lot of things in front of my Dad, he listens and people watches. Damn why couldn't he switch with my Mom. We shared a few smiles and laughed at the wierd man who was sitting next to my brother, but moved, thank goodness.

Well I guess I just wanted to say sorry. Sorry I didn't have enough confidence to say, "Hi, I'm Toni, whats your name?" I think about what could have been, it kills me that I am always doing this to myself. I don't want to be the girl who regrets everything she does and doesn't do. Happy Holidays Cute Boy in row 10. Maybe we'll see each other again some time.