you don’t..you can’t really say why you agreed to meet Her for ‘just a
you don’t..you can’t really say why you agreed to meet Her for ‘just a drink’…again. But when you see Her, something inside you…just flutters… You sit, and you just don’t…you can’t think of anything to say. But it’s okay. She smiles. She smiles at you and instantly you feel good, at ease. And you don’t really have to say anything, because She will talk. And you, you can just listen. Just listen. Listen to what She has to say. And you don’t…don’t really need to say anything at all. Just listen. Listen to Her. Listen to Her words, Her voice, and not really needing to pay attention to the words themselves. Just Her voice as She speaks the words is enough. Just watching Her speak, speaking the words is okay. Watching Her speak and watching the Bun as it sits on Her head. The Bun as it sits On Her head bobbing and pulsing as you watch as She speaks the words that you hear but you don’t need to pay attention to because you already understand. The words…Her words as they flow inside you and you already understand what the words say you already know the words the thoughts the Bun you understand what She says as you listen, the words the thoughts the sound Her voice the Bun…and you understand -- source link