A guy I met, I briefly spoke with.
Not even a conversation as I know.
More something necessary, I was ordering just coffee.
It was all a bit too comfortable, I believe.
The way our eyes were meeting, which meant something to me.
Something you can only feel, I think with your heart.
At least this is where I felt it.
A soft skip, you know is good.
But what happens in the heart, is not always a guarantee it will mean more.
When feeling our heart beating a bit faster as usual, it goes also to other parts where love needs to conquer.
I know he was experiencing the same, meeting at the same level of having this feeling.
Confirmed by the way we were looking at each other.
A little secret between me and him, it will always stay like this.
I am sharing it here, because I care for myself.
It did mess me up just a little, however nothing to be worrying about.
He was someone I normally wouldn’t fall for.
I started questioning myself.
A fear or insecurity, but more also if I wanted to be with him in that kind of way.
Although he made my heart go faster, I needed my time if it was something more than the blink of his eye.
A caution where I was able to take my time, why my heart didn’t break.
The core of it was the ending of our eyes meeting.
An attraction I liked, just wasn’t enough.
Sadly, I think.
We don’t always meet someone, where the eyes can tell a story of how it is feeling.
A confirmation we are looking good in that moment and it could be more we desire.
As soft as that sounds, that moment meant so much for me.
Lifting me up in ways I cannot express.
It was lightning my fire, so to speak.
In other words, it feels good when someone returns the same favor.
Especially when it comes to matters of the heart.
I liked it.
And that is not a misunderstanding.
But you know, it wouldn’t have lasted, I believe.
What it was in that moment, where I want it to stay, when our eyes were meeting.
I just realized I could have a little fun, perhaps even a lot.
It could become serious and a good story as well.
To me, it would always feel something would be missing for me.
This is where I was letting go.
I have something very specific in my mind, when it comes to love.
My whole world is just that.
Something I am breathing without thinking, as natural as the sunrise.
A process of the heart or brain, moreover a way to share something perhaps even deeper.
A connection underneath the surface.
Which is really all I can say.
To acknowledge what you want, perhaps even a heart’s desire, can lead the way to something melting the heart.
Preventing from it to break and all the sorrow we know.
I have already been for some time on this road of love and I am just a little bit tired.
This is me saying, I am taking my rose coloured glasses off.
I’d rather want something blossoming when the sun sets, where I wake up without thinking too much if my heart needs to be strong.
Perhaps even waking up to something where I can hold his hand and he gives me a kiss on the cheek.