breeze

And I suddenly felt like you had some mysterious side to you that I didn’t know about. I feel like I’ll feel that way in more ways than just right now.

In that sort of way, like it’s a surprise. I’ve already felt it. There are things you won’t tell me. Of course. Because that’s what we’re like.

But I also know I’m reading between the lines. I’m placing my experiences upon you like an anchor. To weigh you down or to keep you there. I don’t know.

I want to stop. I want to let you drift off like you would, in the soft breeze of our brief encounter. At this point, anything less would be a let down.