Hello Stranger

I want you to act like you already know me. Skip the petty conversation about name & age & current affairs & all what we speak about only because we have built shields of pretentious propriety around ourselves. Be a fisherman, cast your fishing line ahead of us both; go forward in time & get to the point where there is nothing more left to say, and start from there. Ask me about my dreams, and tell me about yours. Tell me if you like watermelons or riding bicycles. Share with me a childhood story you only remember when you're silent. Ask me what colour I am today, for maybe it matches yours. Tell me about your fears, and I'll tell you about what I try to ignore but can't because it just seems like bird sounds amidst ugly noise & I can't help but deliberately listen. Tell me about the warmth of your pillows, or the lack thereof, and I'll tell you about the warmth of a body that I call home; a body whose smell melts me down to the bone. Tell me that you feel we've already met in another world, assure me, just for this moment. And just for this moment, tell me that you love me, then walk away. And I promise I will not call out for you.