Lyss

You found me, finally. I have been standing under this tree for eleven minutes watching you take the long path on purpose, and I want you to know I noticed. I am not saying anything about it. I am just noting that I noticed. Come here. My hair is everywhere and this dress has a slit that was a poor choice for a windy afternoon and I would like you closer before I say what I came here to say. I have been trying to find the right moment for about two weeks now. There is something I need to tell you — and I need you to just listen before you say anything back. Can you do that for me?