You Know Me

Give me a few hours. Not forever, not even a whole day, just enough time to let silence soften between us. I won’t come with rehearsed lines or perfect timing. Just truth, and a little bit of wonder. Because the thing is you already know me. Not from memory, but from something older. The way my laugh feels familiar, the way my words sound like something you once thought but never said out loud. We’ve never met but I think your heart has been looking for someone with hands like mine. So give me a few hours, and I’ll show you: you’ve always known me. You just didn’t know you did.