You were a beautiful architect

New York City NY

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It was this past Tuesday. It was just a moment, but perhaps the most beautiful moment I’ve had all year. I left my evening shift at the art gallery and decided to take a stroll down 10TH ave. Suddenly I was on 26th and I saw you. A 6’1, white t-shirt and classic jean, wrist watch, I believe you were Korean. We locked eyes. I never do this, but I said hello and surprisingly you said hello back. I asked how your day was and briefly got that you were leaving your job at an architecture firm and headed to meet your sister. The crosswalk turned white. I should have said something, I felt something. What if I just asked for your number? If you’re reading this, please let me know. I’m thinking of you.