I saw you at the New Carrollton (Maryland) Metro Station at about 8:30 a.m. on Friday, February 3, 1995. You were the young (20s or early 30s or so) Caucasian gal standing by yourself on the platform, waiting for a Metro Orange Line train, as was I. I saw you from a distance of maybe 50 feet. You were wearing a red down coat/jacket/parka and blue jeans. You were thin and somewhere around 5'4" to 5'6" tall. You had straight, shoulder-length dark brown hair and beautiful chocolate brown eyes. Your face was so lovely. You seemed to have a shy and quiet nature. I got onto the same Metro train car that you got onto. Our subway train was headed for Washington, D.C. We were almost alone, as the New Carrollton Metro Station is at one end of Metro's Orange Line. We sat about 20 feet or so apart, facing each other (I'd chosen my seat very carefully). I couldn't not look at you. After a little while, you noticed me. We kept glancing at each other and then looking away. Then you and I ended up just staring intensely into each other's eyes. We stared at each other until I left the subway train car. As I walked off the subway train, I knew that I was making the worst mistake of my life.