before we were strangers by renee carlino

I didn't know it was you until it was too late, and then you were gone. You were rocking back on your heels, balancing on that thick yellow line that runs along the subway platform, waiting for the F train. I didn't see you again until a month ago. A part of me still wonders if I pushed you too hard after the wedding. We lost touch the summer after graduation when I went to South America to work for National Geographic. I learned more about myself that year than any other. We lived on nothing but the excitement of finding ourselves through music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), photography (I couldn't stop taking pictures of you), hanging out in Washington Square Park, and all the weird things we did to make money. We met fifteen years ago, almost to the day, when I moved my stuff into the NYU dorm room next to yours at Senior House. I tried to will the train to stop, just so I could say hello.Īfter seeing you, all of the youthful feelings and memories came flooding back to me, and now I’ve spent the better part of a month wondering what your life is like.Description From the USA TODAY bestselling author of Sweet Thing and Nowhere But Here comes a love story about a Craigslist 'missed connection' post that gives two people a second chance at love fifteen years after they were separated in New York City. I didn’t know it was you until it was too late, and then you were gone.

I didn’t see you again until a month ago.

A part of me still wonders if I pushed you too hard after the wedding…

We lived on nothing but the excitement of finding ourselves through music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), photography (I couldn’t stop taking pictures of you), hanging out in Washington Square Park, and all the weird things we did to make money. From the USA TODAY bestselling author of Sweet Thing and Nowhere But Here comes a love story about a Craigslist “missed connection” post that gives two people a second chance at love fifteen years after they were separated in New York City.

Before we were strangers by renee carlino