New York City
 NYC
You were the brunette in a yellowish hoodie and black yoga pants, with a radiance that somehow stopped my heart and time itself. I was the East Asian guy in a black hoodie. We crossed paths four times at Eataly – around the fruit and veggies aisles, by the self-checkout, and even outside. Every time, I felt like the universe was giving me a chance, but I kept shying away.

I can’t stop thinking about you and wishing I had found the courage to say hello. If by some chance you see this, I won’t let myself walk away again.
Posted: Monday. November 04, 2024.
 
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