I said hello to you from a ways away and we exchanged a few words, you rode away and then wrecked yourself. You laughed, I laughed, the creep that was following me laughed, and we waved off. I skied a bit further and you said hello again and so did I, we laughed again and we rode different directions. Who are you? Will we speak again? Come ski with me. I miss you.
Sincerely,
AbiH
(art thou my skiing Romeo?)