We locked eyes over everything bagels at the corner deli on 6th Ave this morning. You were reading "Siddhartha" and smiled when I asked for extra schmear. If the universe wants us to split a bagel, reply.
You sat across from me on the Q, laughing at the meme I was trying (and failing) to hide on my phone. Your laughter made my morning commute bearable. If you remember the purple headphones, let's make each other laugh again.
You shared your umbrella with me as we both failed to flag down a cab in Friday’s downpour. We laughed about our soggy shoes, but then your ride arrived. Would love to buy you a coffee—and maybe return your umbrella!
We locked eyes over everything bagels at the corner deli on 6th Ave this morning. You were reading "Siddhartha" and smiled when I asked for extra schmear. If the universe wants us to split a bagel, reply.
You sat across from me on the Q, laughing at the meme I was trying (and failing) to hide on my phone. Your laughter made my morning commute bearable. If you remember the purple headphones, let's make each other laugh again.
You shared your umbrella with me as we both failed to flag down a cab in Friday’s downpour. We laughed about our soggy shoes, but then your ride arrived. Would love to buy you a coffee—and maybe return your umbrella!
We locked eyes over everything bagels at the corner deli on 6th Ave this morning. You were reading "Siddhartha" and smiled when I asked for extra schmear. If the universe wants us to split a bagel, reply.
We fought over the last cab in Midtown, then you let me have it when you saw my stressed face. I saw your blue scarf in the side mirror as I left. Coffee, my treat, if you want to finish the conversation we started.
You sat across from me on the Q, laughing at the meme I was trying (and failing) to hide on my phone. Your laughter made my morning commute bearable. If you remember the purple headphones, let's make each other laugh again.
Tuesday morning, you ordered a double espresso and smiled when you noticed the heart in your foam. I spilled my own coffee in awe of your smile, and you winked before rushing out. Did we spill more than just our drinks?
You shared your umbrella with me as we both failed to flag down a cab in Friday’s downpour. We laughed about our soggy shoes, but then your ride arrived. Would love to buy you a coffee—and maybe return your umbrella!
You sang softly to yourself while the downpour soaked everyone’s shoes. Your voice made me forget the storm—but I lost you when the train emptied at Bedford. If you remember the song (and the umbrella I lent you), let’s chat.
