You sang softly to yourself, headphones on, eyes closed, as the Q train rattled over the Manhattan Bridge. I was the guy in the blue jacket who smiled when our eyes met at Canal Street—should’ve asked your name before you disappeared into the crowd.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell31 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 ConnectionsNewSell30 people viewed
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 ConnectionsNewSell40 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 ConnectionsNewSell41 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 ConnectionsNewSell27 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 ConnectionsNewSell41 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 ConnectionsNewSell35 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 ConnectionsNewSell26 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 ConnectionsNewSell50 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 ConnectionsNewSell47 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 ConnectionsNewSell39 people viewed
You were the person with the sunflower tote bag who smiled at me across the crowded Q train near Union Square. I was the one nervously dropping my coffee, wishing I had the nerve to say hi before you got off at 57th Street.
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2 months agoMissed ConnectionsNewSell17 people viewed
