We were both at the Darius show in LA at the bellwether last weekend. I stood right behind you. You had frizzy curly hair and you were wearing a skirt, grey tank top, dance shoes, and a handbag. I had a green hat on and a button shirt. I remember your friend complimenting me for my dancing. I believe she was with some guy wearing a Hawaiian shirt. Anyway, I’m on here because I had an amazing night and I just thought you were beautiful. I can’t get you out of my head and so I felt like the only way to try and find you was going on here. We never spoke a word to each other and I regret not talking to you. I hope you find this
