Beckett’s Journal April 9
Beckett’s Journal
When I find myself on the same wavelength as another person, the unspoken, comforting connection is indescribable. Even though I can’t always put words to it, I can feel it in the depths of my mind and soul.
Like a key clicking into place after I’ve tried a dozen that didn’t fit.
It’s how I feel with Joey. It seems strange that it could happen so soon.
Can a connection plant and root itself in such a short amount of time?
I caught myself wondering that as I watched her across the kitchen island.
The way she brushed her silky hair back behind her ears and the shy flush that crept over her when she smiled at me.
Taking care of her tonight felt so unbelievably natural and easy.
Something so simple gave me so much satisfaction.
I find myself in an internal war with my emotions. Debating whether I should keep these feelings close to my heart and see how our relationship unfolds or bury them so deep they’ll be impossible to find.