What is going through that mind of yours?

Most would say you’re hard to read. But…I think I can.

Misjudged.

They just don’t know you.

I can sense the deepness that runs within.

I’m curious…

What are your Sunday mornings like?

Where are you Friday nights when you pop into my mind?

Are you a random one nighter? Or are you just as reserved in that area?

I don’t mean to pry. I’m just curious…about you.

I think a lot, yes.

I don’t have to talk myself into you like I have with many in the past. Which is new.

For some strange reason, you seem to fit.

I’m drawn to you.

And not in an unhealthy way.

How can I be sure? Because I am not a half of a person anymore.  I am whole.

This is not a misplaced energy I’m feeling.

Why I’m drawn to you.

Why I’m curious about you.

What is going through that mind of yours?

I’m curious…