Deja vu

I've been here before

I know this feeling

the impending sense of

happening.

It's going to happen

it's inevitable

is this a mistake?

I will back off so fast if you tell me you don't want it.

I thought I was sure.

I think I'm sure

but...

I don't

want

to scare you off.

I am happy where we are if you are

I am happy without anything with you.

But this could be fun?

And I'm curious and magnetic and I want to know

I want to know.

I want to know if it's the same

or if it's special

if it's different

or I convinced myself it was

if it's a flip side of where I've been before.

This is how I find out I think.

Deja vu.

Fire burns in my thoughts when I think about it.

I am being

incinerated.