For You
Missed Connections in Orange County
This is where it all started.
Cold. Impersonal.
Two people reaching for something,
but both afraid to reach too far.
Here is where we found each other.
In the beginning I held you in my injured hand.
Your sad, awkward, lonely heart.
I breathed life into you.
Taught you to be strong again.
Your heart started to beat, your lungs grew stronger.
……………………..you know the rest.
Her Two Cents from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle-Finder:
I’ve been poking around Reddit recently and it’s a pretty curious place. One thing I’ve noticed is the number of questions people submit about the likelihood of “finding love” on missed connections. In the 50+ feeds I follow, I rarely find people writing about the wonderful human they discovered (they would no longer be “missed”, right? What’s the point in writing that?) This poem from Orange County is different in that it sounds like they were missed connections who met, developed a relationship, and then… Heartbreak? Happiness? No, I don’t know the rest!