Imagine that!

Some connections don’t announce themselves. They just appear familiar in a way that shouldn’t be possible. Like I recognized you before I ever met you, like some magnetic pull already had our paths mapped out. We joked one night about Pinky and the Brain, plotting to take over the world with nothing butt you and I laughing. There was always something underneath it, something I still can’t name. A knowing without really knowing. I miss those strange little moments.

I’m stepping away from for a long stretch. I need clarity, one thing forsure is I'm clear I want more. Just you! So, I'm slipping into the quiet and hoping.

I didn't just Imagine that. Reach for me. You know how. BE CLEAR. BE EXACT. Tired of all the extra nonsense.

Waiting.Hoping.Butt.4.you