I met her at Charing Cross station I kept seeing her look at me and smiling not knowing the reason why I was compelled to walk up to her
I asked her, had I'd seen her before she giggled and then just smiled I ask again what is your name she replied you know my name
I looked at her quizzically with my head to the side she laughed and then kicked me gently she then said, are you sure you don't know me I could not remember her for the life of me
Then she beckoned me closer then whispered in my ear I will tell you tomorrow same time right here
Just then the tannoy went informing me my train was in ok tomorrow I said but now I must go she waved me off smiling with finger motions slow
The next day I was at the station at five past three at the same spot I met her, but where could she be what ever happened to her I will never know I never saw her again, what a shame and bad show