a piece of paper...

on friday night i was out partying with my friends.
i met a lot of acquaintances, colleagues and friends at Starclub.

and i saw this guy again, which i got interested in last time.
i'm not the person who just goes up and says, hi i'm ... nice to meet you...

we were about to go, when i saw him standing with a friend in front of the stage.
lena told me that it was my chance.
but how could i?
then i got this idea...
i went to the bar asked for a piece of paper and a pen.
i wrote down my number and name.

so when we left, i approached him from behind,
touched his shoulder so that he turned.
i wasn't able to look in his face.
i just hold the piece of paper up,
he took it
and i vanished.

lena told me he had a curious and astonished look on his face...

i'm happy i did it. and a little proud =)
now i have no regrets,
i don't have to ask myself: what would have been, if...

he hasn't contacted me yet, though.
i guess there are more reasons to not do so
- might have a girlfriend
- might have trashed the paper when he was home
(cuz lena saw how he put it in his pocket)
- might have forgotten about it
- the jeans might have been washed and he can't read it anymore...
-> this reminds me of a movie called Turn Left, Turn Right =)
- might have no interest...