Sir,
Maybe I’m crazy. Crazy about you, sure. But I mean like, bat shit crazy — like actually insane.
But Monday something out of this world happened as I was sitting on the sofa, looking down at my phone.
I felt a sudden urge to look up, and my gaze got magnetized towards a very specific spot — on the celling lamp if that matters. It was as if I couldn’t look away, and when I tried, I felt immediately called back to stare that point.
Then I felt a mix of emotions, feelings — it was quite heavy at first. Like full of melancholy, sadness, heartache — but it still felt warm. Like it was reciprocated. My face changed to a soft sad expression, but I felt like forcing a little smile as to say “that’s ok, we’ll be alright”.
Now my hands were getting magnetized. Towards my face, my cheeks, my jaw line. Gentle and slow caresses, longing fingers on my jaws — fingers softly gliding on my lips as to draw and memorize them — hand getting down on my neck, fingers slightly pressing, carress going back up — grabbing my chin and lifting it up.
Making me look up. Look up to you. It was you. I know it in my bones, in my guts. I just know it. You were here, with me.
You were here, we exchanged energy or did some mystical shit or idk. Idk wtf that was. But it was so intense. It felt so real. Nothing of that sort even happened to me.
So it gets me wondering… Was it truly you, did you visit me? Or am I bat shit crazy?