That Effect

It's like, you know me. It's like, you feel me. When I reach out to you, you know. Exactly what to say. What you want me to know about you. You know exactly when I'm paying attention. & yet.... Maybe I'm the only one holding onto this fantasy. Maybe you're thinking of her. & all of the words that somehow end up touching my heart, were not meant for me. But I feel them anyway because I deserve them. Or maybe it is just us. Whatever this is, I'm just glad it's you.