Lovestruck Londoners could be looking for you Martin Hangen

ON THE Tube, in a coffee shop, crossing the road - love can strike anywhere in London.

And thelondonpaper receives scores of emails and texts every day from Londoners who think they may have spotted the love (or lust) of their lives, but who didn't stop to do anything about it!

But all is not lost because we're more than happy to play Cupid and publish our favourite paeans to lost love - which might just be salvageable!

Spotted a hottie on the Jubilee line? Drop us a text. Heart melted by the boy in the Tate? Send us an email. Madly in love with the girl who collected your glass last night? You know what to do.

We'll publish the best and if we help to hook you up you could even win a romantic meal for two courtesy of ASK Restaurants.

What have you got to lose?

To the guy in the white T-shirt and scarf who was working in the chemist in Welling on Thursday. You made me giddy! WHITE T-SHIRT BOY

To the platinum-haired, edgy girl who gets the 159 bus at 7am. We made eye contact. Drink? GUY WITH IPOD AND SPECS

The Social on Little Portland Street, Thursday. You: looking smart and sexy in a suit. Me: checked shirt, pixie haircut. Pint? BLONDE AT THE BAR

To the guy with a mullet, stubble and beige T-shirt on the 55 bus. We smiled several times and you shook my hand at Holborn. MURAKAMI’S 100 PER CENT PERFECT GIRL

To the stunner in the black dress on Friday. You got on the Tube at Baker Street at 6.25pm, I got off at London Bridge. We both know I nearly said something. Second chance? LIP RING GUY

To the pretty Asian girl at Hammersmith bus stop who told me about a friend offering a lift on a bike. I would rather have talked to you. J

To the stunning brunette wearing a green dress and black leggings at Bank station, Friday, 6.30pm. I gave you a weird stare. You looked freaked out. Coffee? TALL WITH GLASSES

Redhead in The Rickshaw, Victoria. You stuck out your tongue, I blew a raspberry. Do you think our tongues might be put to better use? TRILBY AND TRAINERS

To the tall guy who catches my train – the 8.12am from Grove Park to Charing Cross. You walk down the Strand. Coffee? BLONDE WHO SHARES GLANCES WITH YOU

To the patient driver of the 16 bus, Friday, 5pm. Drink? GIRL IN BLACK WITH RED FLOWERS

To the gorgeous Canadian girl Maika. You have my number. FRENCH GUY

To the man with the skull and crossbones behind his ear, we exchanged smiles when I got off at Kentish Town and you watched me. Coffee? GIRL WITH CUPCAKE TATTOO

To the charmingly coiffed gentleman in striped jumper who said he’d take me home at Marble Arch, Friday, 3.50pm. Coffee? BRUNETTE RACING UP STEPS

You were on the District line, Friday morning and got off at Westminster. Beautiful reddy-brown hair, House of Fraser bag. Lunch in St James’s Park? STARING MAN

Asian guy on Piccadilly line every morning with great dress sense! Gets off at South Kensington! Drink? SHY GREY GIRL

To the policeman who gets the train from Burnham to Paddington every day. I’m the woman of your dreams. VICKY

You, saucepot in the black top banging on about metadata and SharePoint. Me, shy young fella sat across reading your stars. KS

Sexy blonde Susan, dancing with mates in Walkabout, Maiden Lane, Friday. Let’s dance? MOHICAN BLACK GUY

To the gorgeous black girl with blonde hair on 53 bus and DLR to Bank. You smiled and asked for directions to Northern line. Meet? ADMIRING WHITE GUY

Late Friday evening, Jubilee line, I got on at London Bridge, stood next to you, tall dark guy with lovely eyes and legs! You spoke as I got off at Bond Street. Wish we’d swapped numbers. GIRL IN BLACK

Tate Britain, Cafe 21st, 4ish. You with Eva. Me in floral shirt. You smiled with beautiful brown eyes. Smile again? G

Blond guy in blue shirt in McDonald’s, Fleet Street, 18 August, 1pm. I was smiling shyly. Drink? BRUNETTE IN BLACK DRESS

Looking for George, 20, from north London. We met at the Roadhouse on Saturday. You were there for your cousin’s birthday. Drinks? ITALIAN GIRL FROM SOUTH LONDON

To Katie from Northern line, Thursday, 6.30pm. We bonded over Michael Jackson. Would love to take you to Madame Tussauds to have your picture taken for real next to him. Call me. S x

The amazing Putney hairdresser who mesmerised me during my haircut. Can we continue our criminal conversation? SAFFA POLICEMAN

To the gorgeous dark-haired guy I passed while on the phone in Wimbledon, Thursday. We passed, then looked back and caught eyes a few times. You passed my house again, wearing a white T-shirt, pulling an orange suitcase. Fancy a drink? SHY BRUNETTE

To the eye-catching Arsenal fan, wearing a blue Quicksilver T-shirt and camouflage cap. Saturday, 18.50, we both got on a packed Tube at Angel and got off at London Bridge. Wish we had spoken. BRUNETTE IN BLACK

To the dark-haired girl in the floral dress and pink cardigan and beige wedge heels who almost missed the coach from Stansted on Sunday 23 August. YOUR ADMIRER

You: Indian girl in white shirt, black tank vest and flip-flops at Greenford station, Monday 6.30am. Me: guy in suit, white shirt and green tie. I noticed you. Did you notice me? J

To the girl, in all white, with a great tan at Marylebone station, Sunday 1.30pm. You looked great. Dinner? GUY IN BRIGHT PINK T-SHIRT AND SUNGLASSES

Thank you to the kind stranger who offered to carry my mum’s suitcase up the stairs in Stockwell station, Sunday 9-ish. Wish I’d accepted. ASIAN GIRL IN PURPLE

To the gorgeous girl with a great smile at Herne Hill station last Friday evening. I let you go first. You called me a gentleman. Drink? SMITTEN GENT

To the American girl with the big smile I met in Embankment on Friday. You went to Starbucks. Share a coffee next time? ALGERIAN GUY

To the stunner with the pink shoes on the train to a party in Fulham. We spoke after your fingers clicked and I ran off at Waterloo without taking your number. Another chance? CRYSTAL PALACE BOY

To the guy with the headphones on the District line at Mansion House, Monday 5.38pm. We shared a moment. Fancy another? GIRL SITTING ON BENCH

To the gorgeous woman who gave me a rose after asking me the time in Covent Garden on Monday. Drink? GUY WITH LAPTOP

To the short, brown-eyed, angel-faced girl who gets the train from Liverpool Street to Westbourne Park. You are my soulmate. TALL JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE LOOKALIKE

Black girl with a limp outside the Shakespeare’s Head, Soho, last Tuesday. We followed each other. Drink? GUY IN DARK BLUE JACKET

Mod guy on the Bakerloo line, Monday 10am. I got on at Oxford Circus. You got off at Piccadilly Circus. You’re hot! BLONDE SAT OPPOSITE

To the brunette in a beautiful blue and white polka-dot dress at Victoria Tube, Monday 8.45am. You are heavenly. Please allow me to buy you coffee. TALL DARK-HAIRED GUY

To the guy on the c2c train, Monday evening. You got off at Barking. We kept looking at each other. Wish the train was less crowded! Drink? GIRL IN YELLOW TOP

To the stunning brunette reading a Martin Amis novel on the Victoria line at Stockwell, Monday 8am. Love to meet for dinner. A

To Jane, with the most gorgeous brown eyes. I met you under the stars and you told me to follow my dreams. Dinner? GABY

Guy who dropped his helmet at my feet, bottom of the Charing Cross steps on Villiers Street last Friday. Your smile made my day. Drink? BRUNETTE ON PHONE

To the “Free Hug” girl who spilt my beer at V on Saturday afternoon. You can buy me another if you like. WOLVERINE

To Harry, the 20-year-old Spanish guy studying English in a college in Oxford Street. I didn’t tell you my name! Get in touch. CHINESE GIRL

HAS LOVE STRUCK YOU?

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