magic on sunday: saved in your phone as "not worth it"
it was 8:23 on friday morning when my heart dropped through my body. while transferring at jay st. metrotech from the r to the a, he directly crossed my path. the only man to ever pulverize my heart was coming down the stairs straight towards me.
we both made startled eye contact. we both looked away.
we both looked back to confirm that what was actually happening was happening.
i was with a friend and as we ascended the escalator i tried to articulate the situation to him.
“i’m having a hard time following you.”
apologetically, i told him i couldn’t really think straight, i was just a little shook up i explained.
“text me later if that’s easier.”
i’ve been waiting for this moment to happen for two years. i’ve thought about the questions i still wanted answers to. wondered if he ever thought about reaching out to apologize. i took a deep sigh and cursed the city for feeling so small.
the funny thing is though, just as my heart dropped through my body, it resurfaced fully in-tact a few hours later. there’s a younger version of myself that would likely be ruined by this drive-by-sighting, but surprisingly - and thankfully - meghan_october_2017 only let it phase her for the length of two quick stares and some change.
i’m almost disappointed about how quick that moment came and went after subconsciously building it up for so long, but i’ll take it and remember this feeling.
magic on sunday: 10.22.17
plants - crumb
dark hours - ainsley farrell
lucky girl - fazerdaze
you might be sleeping - jakob ogawa, clario
wishing well - screaming females
nothing lasts - bedroom
i was all over her - salvia palth
until sunday,
meghan