One of my favorite things about living in New York is that you can fall in love with a stranger, just for a moment.
It could be waiting in line at the drug store, a train ride, just a passing in the street- there’s a million little unbelievably significant moments that pass us by all the time. And when you’re least expecting it, you may find yourself sharing a moment with someone that you might not even exchange one word with.
The other day while I was riding the train home from Trader Joe’s, I shared a moment with the most gorgeous boy I have ever seen in my life. We were both waiting for the 6 train at Union Square and I noticed him the second I came down the stairs. I had my headphones in and he was talking to his friend, but we locked eyes for just a moment.
Then the train came and we both got in the same car, occasionally looking over at one another. A seat cleared, so I sat down. Two stops later the seat next to me and the seat next to his friend both cleared: he sat down next to me. We didn’t say anything to each other because we didn’t have to. Just sitting next to each other on the train, looking at each other out of the corner of our eyes, it was kind of perfect. He got off one stop before me.
But he looked back at me one last time as the train was pulling away. We’ll never see each other again & that’s kinda the perfect part about the whole thing.

