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. Surprisingly, they weren’t. You caught their eye 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 else would do, they let you go. So you scurried off to meet a taxi cab 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 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. and, 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.
Missed Connections. |(Morsus Engel)| (via actuates)
