You were on the rooftop with three other people having dinner. I sat at a table in front of you with three other people, but we sat facing each other. You are Irish and at one point excused yourself from your table to come over and have a chat with my table. At my table, we were talking about a town in Ireland, you would know what that means. You stared at me the entire time you spoke to my table. We made lots of eye contact before that too, many stolen glances and moments we stared, when we thought the other wasn’t paying attention. You left before me and I tried looking for you after but didn’t see you. If you by chance see this, did you feel it too?