Old-School
You’re old-school. I already figured that about you before you told me. That you enjoy anticipation.
I’ve never met someone quite like you. You have patterns. You like these patterns. You get keyed up, reach for me, probably more than you mean to.
Chalk it up to proximity, but we both know. Your feet lead you to me, repeatedly.
Then, you go dark. Intentionally.
I have come to love this game with you.
I still remember the first time. You were traveling. I knew, it was business. 12 days. It was the longest I’d gone without seeing or talking to you since we met, really. That one sucked. I overthought everything.
But I never reached. I never chased. That whole 12 days. I was so proud of myself. Honestly, I thought you’d finally gotten too close for your own liking and backed way off. But I was so into you, so my plan? Play it cool. Don’t act shaken. Keep your power. And I did.
And when your feet lead you again to me that first morning back? I remember the surprise on your face. You expected me to be cold. To be distant. But instead you caught me jamming out to music, immediately stoked to see you.
I think that changed everything for you. It showed you that I can deal with your distance and not put you on trial for it.
You tell me things about yourself in indirect ways. You’d throw a topic out into the room just to see what my natural take is. Like you’re silently sitting back to see if it aligns with your own.
I like that about you. You don’t take the easy route. You like high effort, high payoff.
I’ve never considered build up in this way. Everyone else I’ve ever been involved with was similar to me in communication style.
But I fucking love this. Because I know you recognize that I’m playing along with you. I know you reread our texts during these days of letting things breathe…letting the anticipation build back up.
And every time you re-enter? You hit hard. With intention. With a callback so small, yet so specific, that it’s impossible to miss. Fucking surgical.
Wherever this ride ends, I don’t know. But I’m so in.