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title. update. i think she knew exactly what she was doing. so yeah i didn’t leave it alone. i told myself i was just curious just seeing if i’d imagined the whole thing but the more we texted the more it felt like she was pulling on a thread and waiting to see if i’d unravel first. it started normal jokes about the family chaos little comments that could pass as harmless if you read them fast but every message felt like it had a second meaning sitting just underneath it like she was writing two conversations at once and letting me decide which one to hear. at one point she said she almost didn’t come that night because she “wasn’t in the mood to be social” and i asked what changed her mind and she said “i’m glad i did though” nothing else just that and i sat there staring at my phone wondering if i was supposed to read into it or not because if i was reading into it then i was already gone. the weird part is how calm she is like she never rushes to reply but somehow always answers right when i start wondering if i said too much like she knows the exact amount of space to leave so i keep leaning in. last night she sent a voice note short just laughing about something dumb her cousin said but hearing her voice like that quiet close not filtered through a crowded room it hit different i replayed it more times than i want to admit and now i keep thinking about that kitchen moment again but it’s changed in my head because it doesn’t feel accidental anymore it feels intentional like she measured the distance between us and decided it was close enough. i keep remembering the way she didn’t break eye contact the way the silence stretched and instead of filling it she just let it sit there like she wanted to see how long i could stand it. and now in the texts there are these pauses these little gaps where she disappears just long enough for me to start imagining her reading my words slowly picturing me the same way i picture her and when she comes back it’s always something subtle something that feels like a fingertip pressed lightly against a pulse point. i don’t even know what i’m hoping for anymore i just know it feels like she opened something in me and never bothered to close it and now every notification feels like a small test like she’s checking to see how far she can lean into my head without ever actually touching me again. i’m trying to stay normal about it but every time my phone lights up i feel that jolt and i swear sometimes it feels like she knows exactly when i’m thinking about her because that’s when she shows up. I want her so bad.
title. update. i think she knew exactly what she was doing. so yeah i didn’t leave it alone. i told myself i was just curious just seeing if i’d imagined the whole thing but the more we texted the more it felt like she was pulling on a thread and waiting to see if i’d unravel first. it started normal jokes about the family chaos little comments that could pass as harmless if you read them fast but every message felt like it had a second meaning sitting just underneath it like she was writing two conversations at once and letting me decide which one to hear. at one point she said she almost didn’t come that night because she “wasn’t in the mood to be social” and i asked what changed her mind and she said “i’m glad i did though” nothing else just that and i sat there staring at my phone wondering if i was supposed to read into it or not because if i was reading into it then i was already gone. the weird part is how calm she is like she never rushes to reply but somehow always answers right when i start wondering if i said too much like she knows the exact amount of space to leave so i keep leaning in. last night she sent a voice note short just laughing about something dumb her cousin said but hearing her voice like that quiet close not filtered through a crowded room it hit different i replayed it more times than i want to admit and now i keep thinking about that kitchen moment again but it’s changed in my head because it doesn’t feel accidental anymore it feels intentional like she measured the distance between us and decided it was close enough. i keep remembering the way she didn’t break eye contact the way the silence stretched and instead of filling it she just let it sit there like she wanted to see how long i could stand it. and now in the texts there are these pauses these little gaps where she disappears just long enough for me to start imagining her reading my words slowly picturing me the same way i picture her and when she comes back it’s always something subtle something that feels like a fingertip pressed lightly against a pulse point. i don’t even know what i’m hoping for anymore i just know it feels like she opened something in me and never bothered to close it and now every notification feels like a small test like she’s checking to see how far she can lean into my head without ever actually touching me again. i’m trying to stay normal about it but every time my phone lights up i feel that jolt and i swear sometimes it feels like she knows exactly when i’m thinking about her because that’s when she shows up. I want her so bad.
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