strangers.

The first time our world's collided, everything felt misplaced like a puzzle piece on a pile of gravels. I mean what was i expecting coming to a place filled with varieties. Different songs, different traits, different hearts, different minds moving at different speeds.

We met at camp, a place where joy and chaos intertwined. Somehow you belonged to the mayhem, fitting into the disorder like it was designed for you. Like a puzzle piece finally falling into place.

I watched you from afar, like a shepherd watching over his flock. We were strangers, two souls unknown to each other, yet our lives intersect in ways that meant something.

For a while, I wondered - have you lost someone? Or fought battles no one else saw? The lines around your eyes, a map of places gone and moment trapped.

And then, we met again. A second collision, i guess fate left the door open just wide enough for us to step through once more. Your eyes met mine and for a fleeting second my heart forgot it's rhythm. Our lives brushed against each other, no words exchanged, just a quiet moment suspended in time. And for a while, I wondered what stories were tucked into your smile.

A third collision occurred, but this time, our lives didn't just brush past each other - they intertwined, however briefly. You said a simple “hi”, like it was nothing, like it wasn't enough to send a shiver down my spine. Your voice, a perfect melody, played in my head long after you Spoke. Every word, every glance, left me breathless.

I didn't know what to expect but somehow you surpassed every expectation I never even dared to have. I finally found my voice, barely managing a soft “hi” in return. It was all I could offer when my heart was hammering against my ribs threatening to give me away.

Another beat skipped. Another moment stolen by your presence and I couldn't help but wonder - will it ever stop? Or am I destined to drown in this feeling forever.