olivia_da477902's listings

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?

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.

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.