“It was 4:30 pm, you were rushing through the crowded streets, coffee cup in hand, trying to spot a taxi to carry you off to the airport. You crashed into someone and spilled your coffee all over their shirt.
You let out a slew of curse words and hoped that this person wasn’t as angry as they could’ve been.
Surprsingly, they weren’t.
You caught their eyes as they smiled at you for a split second.
‘Say, you seem awfully busy today, don’t you?’
You let out a small chuckle, nodded your head, apologized and told them you were running late. And as anyone would do, they let you go. So you scurried off to meet a taxicab in the swell of traffic.
You never heard from that stranger again.
Maybe you were supposed to forget your responsibilities for a second.
Maybe you were supposed to hold a conversation with that stranger just a little bit longer.
But if something was supposed to happen between the two of you, you will never know.
Hundreds of missed connections a day.
It’s almost insignificant,
I know that heartbreak is sad. When an overwhelming love has to come to an end, it’s tragic.
But there’s something just as tragic about a love that never has the chance to begin.”
-@morsusengel (source: @poemsporn_ // instagram)