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Wasn’t sure what flair to use. Strangers. Crushes. Recently, I met you. We spent a little bit of time together—just talking. You were very present. Just a quiet, engaged energy. And it’s made it hard for me to stop thinking about you.
There wasn’t a natural way for us to ‘continue’. I spent the last few weeks bargaining with myself, like I still have a few more weeks to possibly see you again, a moment to see if there was mutual recognition, and maybe a natural way to leave the door open.
I’ve been trying to rationalize my feelings away, because being impacted by someone in a short amount of time felt wrong. It was pointed out that I probably didn’t realize how profoundly starved I was for this type of connection—that quiet recognition.
And it’s partially why I was so stunned when you turned around and just looked at me.
I’ve finally been able to admit to myself that you affected me. That short time we spent together was special to me.