Subway Romance
Ian-Michael BergeronOct 3, 2016
He stood right next to me on the 59th Street subway platform, waiting for the A Express. I kept stealing glances at him sideways, getting glimpses of his sandy blonde hair, his strong, defined chin, his broad chest. Out of the corner of my eye, I could swear he was peeking at me too. Such is the way of the Subway Romance. We steal looks at a cute boy, the cute boy steals looks at...