We both reached for the last everything bagel at that Park Slope deli. You let me have it and joked that destiny was in carbs, but I froze and missed my chance to ask for your number. If you see this, maybe we can split a bagel next time?
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell28 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 ConnectionsNewSell44 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 ConnectionsNewSell30 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 ConnectionsNewSell15 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 ConnectionsNewSell28 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 ConnectionsNewSell33 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 ConnectionsNewSell30 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 ConnectionsNewSell37 people viewed
It was pouring and my umbrella flipped inside out just as you offered yours outside Grand Central. I laughed, you laughed, then you ran for your train before I could even say thank you—or ask your name.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell24 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 ConnectionsNewSell19 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 ConnectionsNewSell32 people viewed
