Thursday, November 6th, 2008, two days after Obama won the election. It was two years ago when I first met him (I even remember that I took the bus from UBC and arrived at 6:16pm on Burrad and Davie).
Though we lost touch shortly afterward (we had decided that it wasn't going to work), I still think of him sometimes. And since then, there were a couple pleasant occasions when we bumped into one another: once when I was on the 99Bline and he was crossing a street, and once at the airport when I was waiting for my parents to arrive.
For some reason, the time we spent together was memorable, though we didn't do anything special. So, what were his charms? I don't know. Maybe it was because he was the first person who took the dates seriously when we were spending time together. But in the end, it was me who said the explicit no, because he had been hinting it - I said it twice, too! As pathetic as it may sound, sometimes when the bus that I take stops close to his where he works, I would hope to catch a sight of him and perhaps ask how he's been.
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