Eye contact…

He said he felt exposed transparent and vulnerable

And off to the hills, he runs…

Tables turn

Through conversation…

I felt shakeable any closer and I could surrender.

So out with the scissors.

The bridge is cut… Safety first.

I guess sometimes experiences make the lines blurry

like am I “listening to my gut?” or am I being a “lil paranoid”

Either way, we both scared the hell out if each other…💥

Published by Muni_Mar

Heloooow and mahadsanid(thank you) for visiting my blog. I'm Munimar(combo of my two names) I'm a mother of two darling boys, a Creative soul, lover of Coffee & Kindness. I am a survivor and it's my mission to inspire and encourage my fellow survivors. Say hi😊

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