To my Green-eyed Lovebird,
It’s been fifteen years, almost to the day, since our paths first crossed when I moved into the NYU dorm room next to yours at Senior House.
You fondly referred to us as fast friends, but I secretly hoped for something more.
Those were exhilarating times, defined by our shared passion for music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), my incessant photography of you, leisurely hangouts in Washington Square Park, and our eccentric money-making endeavors. That year, I discovered more about myself than any other.
But somehow, it all unraveled. After graduation, we lost touch during the summer when I ventured to South America to work for National Geographic. Upon my return, you had vanished. A part of me wonders if I pushed you away too forcefully after the wedding…
A month ago, on a Wednesday, fate briefly reunited us. There you were, rocking back on your heels, poised on that thick yellow subway platform line, waiting for the F train. I didn’t recognize you until it was too late, and you were gone again. I could see my name on your lips as you said it. In that moment, I yearned for the train to halt, just so I could say hello.
Seeing you again unleashed a torrent of youthful feelings and memories, leading me to spend the past month wondering about your life. Perhaps I am entirely irrational, but would you consider having a drink with me? Let’s catch up on the last fifteen years and see where life has taken us.
M
From the talented author of USA TODAY bestsellers “Sweet Thing” and “Nowhere But Here” comes a heartwarming love story about a Craigslist “missed connection” post that grants two individuals a second chance at love, reuniting them fifteen years after they were separated in the bustling streets of New York City.
