We shared an umbrella during that sudden downpour, dashing from awning to awning. By the time the rain stopped, you’d disappeared with my heart—and my umbrella.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell41 people viewed
We both reached for the last block of brie at the 72nd St TJ’s and laughed about our sophisticated “taste.” Maybe next time we could split the cheese and a bottle of wine?
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell53 people viewed
You were the barista who drew a perfect heart in my oat milk latte and complimented my Kafka tote. I was the flustered writer who knocked over the sugar dispenser—let’s spill coffee together next time.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell26 people viewed
You dropped your book and I picked it up, but the train doors closed before I could hand it back. I only caught your smile and the flash of your green scarf—if you want your copy of The Catcher in the Rye, let’s meet again.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell38 people viewed
You in the green beanie, reading Murakami and smiling at your phone; me, standing by the door fumbling headphones. Our eyes met as the train lurched—was that a spark, or just static? Let’s blame the MTA for our missed connection and try again.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell33 people viewed
We shared an umbrella on the platform at Canal Street, then sat across from each other as our sneakers squeaked from the rain. You smiled, I blushed, and then you disappeared at 14th Street—wish I’d asked your name.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell46 people viewed
You sat across from me, nose buried in a well-worn copy of "Catcher in the Rye." Our eyes met right before DeKalb Avenue—I smiled, you blushed, and then the crowd swept you away before I could say hello. If you see this, let's finish the chapter together.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell36 people viewed
You played "Creep" on your guitar between 14th St and Jay St, and our eyes met as you sang the chorus. I left you a dollar, but wish I’d left my number instead. Let's make some music together?
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell42 people viewed
You played “Stand by Me” on your guitar as the train rumbled beneath Brooklyn. I dropped a dollar in your case and we exchanged a shy smile. If you remember the girl with the sunflowers, let’s make some real music together.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell45 people viewed
You shared your umbrella with me as we waited for the packed F train at 14th Street. I was the drenched guy in a yellow raincoat cracking nervous jokes—wish I’d asked for your number before our trains arrived and you disappeared into the crowd.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell43 people viewed
You started spinning in the rain to a street musician’s violin, completely carefree. I watched from under my red umbrella, wanting to join but too shy, and now I regret letting the moment pass me by.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell29 people viewed
