tall black guy on gates ave yesterday

gates ave, Ridgewood NY

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let’s see if we connect again: i was the curly haired dude in the tan trench coat standing outside the building - looking at my phone for directions - around 2pm/2:30. we noticed each other and locked eyes, i looked away because i was shy, you were waiting at the building door next to me, we locked eyes again and i started walking towards the train. you approached me so gently and said “how you doing?” — i said “what’s up” and kept walking. we looked back at each other and i kept walking... i hope we reconnect again. i asked the universe for me to meet someone new that morning and you appeared, but i missed the opportunity. it felt like you were my twin flame. yesterday notes in my phone: the sleep won this morning: as i got ready for the day rushing out the door to make it into work “on time” — 30 mins late, i surrendered and said fuck it. thinking in the uber from last night thoughts, i hope to meet someone again, and rekindle that romance i use to have like the previous six years of my life in la. on the way to the next appointment that abruptly got canceled— frustrated, but forced myself to get done what needed to be done for the day: on the way out the door from the agency, i locked eyes with someone, who’s name i never got. trying to search for a dominican hair salon to get my ends trimmed but distracted by energy trapped inside my head from his essence. trying to find which direction the arrow is navigating me, but timid to walk the way of you... holding my breath.. looks up, lock eyes again, and start following the opposite direction of maps. walks past him, and was greeted with a— “how you doing?” looks up, and says what’s up, but keeps walking: looks over shoulder with anticipation to say __, starts to walk back... locks eyes again, but my nervous system vibrating and turn around. hits the corner, realized i didn’t seize the moment and turn back around, but you’re gone. it felt like someone saw right through me as if i was transparent. a twin flame. someone exactly like me, going through similar differences. inspired me to write a song about them, but the reality is.. more than likely, on a spiritual level, i’ll never meet you again. 🤍💔