Have you ever felt that way?

I believe in sixth sense, no matter how superficial the media may make it seem. An extra sensory machine inside of us, stimulated by god-knows-what, and cannot be indicated by eyesight, smell, hearing, taste or touch. It’s as if you know it, without having a clue as to how you did in the first place.
You enter a room filled with, say, 50 people. You’re in search of a girl in the crowd, but everywhere you look, noone pays attention to you and you can’t seem to find him. You look down, close your eyes, maybe, and try to imagine again what she looks like. You picture in your mind, her very image and recall everything you can muster about his appearance. You’re thinking, "Nah, she probably doesn’t even know I exist,"….. so you look up to maybe catch a glimpse of her somewhere, and immediately in the distance, at the very spot you choose to rest your eyes upon in the crowd, there she is.
But alas. She looks up to do exactly the same thing at exactly the same time. She turns his head and stares straight at you. And for a split second, you share a brief moment , a completely unaccounted for, totally unprepared and unanticipated connection that is as if forced upon the two of you to share and hold, for that small fraction of a second. It takes up only so much of your time until you pull off and look away, and perhaps then curse under your breath, thinking, oh dammit.
Emotions churn in your chest in fast and violent moves, as if rain and hot winds had collided in a storm, forming vast hurricanes in that little space of your heart. You feel fear, for she may have interpreted the glance wrongly; regret, because you had chosen that exact moment to catch the glimpse of her and the slightest bit of excitement, because you know, and only you know, that none of the other 48 people in the room had shared what you just did.
Have you ever felt that way?