Missed Connections

I love the stories and illustrations on this blog. They're kinda sad... but really get me thinking about all those things that could have been. Makes me wonder about people who may have wanted to speak to me, but didn't. It inspires me to be spontaneous and make a move, even if it may seem odd or silly at the time, because you never know what it may lead to. It's better than wondering about what if...

You had pink fingernails and got on the Q train at Atlantic (if not Dekalb). I felt an irrational desire to invite you out to dinner. I found you stunningly beautiful, but you'll probably never know. I think you changed trains at Times Square and I watched as you stepped between closing doors and disappeared. If for some reason you check this, It'd be nice to hear from you. Either way, I hope you're well. 

You were wearing a green dress with white buttons. We made eye contact at least three times on the 6 train this morning. All of a sudden you gave a little smile, and looked down at your lap, as though at some secret joke. You never looked up again and I had to get off at Bleeker. I wish I could have seen inside your beautiful head. 

  









When I put your coat collar up to protect you from the cold...

on the corner of E Houston and Bowery...

and I looked in your eyes...

I was very tempted to kiss you...

but I don't steal women from other men...
still...
I was tempted... 

You were reading Catch-22 on the subway this morning. I have never seen such a beautiful profile. I wanted to say hi, but then you’d turn towards me and I wouldn’t be able to look at your profile anymore. You were so into your book, I don’t think you noticed me falling in love with you. But I thought I’d ask, just in case. 









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