You were with two friends, a guy and girl. You held the door open for me, wearing a black Hawaiian-ish looking shirt. Tall, blonde with glasses. You even moved seats so that my sister and I could sit down in the busy waiting section instead of standing there. Your energy was kind, gentle and approachable.

Our booths faced each other and we kept making eye contact throughout the night and I would smile at you. Your smile was so infectious. I tried to get your attention before we left but you were deep in conversation. Anyway, if you see this I’d love to connect. It’s hard to find a man with a soft spirit these days. Sincerely, the girl with brown curled hair, glasses and a maroon shirt on Saturday night.