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…💥
