Thursday Update: New pictures and diary entry
I still feel him… that gaze that lingered longer than it should have. The way he looked at me, as if he could guess every one of my thoughts — and enjoy it. Nothing else happened, no word too much, no step too close. And yet there was something in the air that was almost palpable.
His voice still echoes in my ear, deep and calm, with that soft warmth that gets under the skin. When our hands touched briefly, it was as if my whole body woke up. A tiny moment – but enough to make the world stand still.
I don't know if he realizes what he triggers. How my heart beats faster when I just think about it. And although I try to push it away, I feel this game between us a little more clearly every time.
Maybe I'm just imagining it all. Maybe not. But the mere idea that he feels it too… is dangerously beautiful.
