It could have been the happiest day, the deepest insight, the best sex, the saddest song, the fastest ride, the strongest feeling.
But I was thinking, looking at the ground; you were in a hurry and did not really notice me.
It does not have to be the *est. Good is good enough.
But when our eyes met, we absent-mindedly smiled politely and walked on. Only the tiniest pang of doubt: “Am I missing something?”
