Countdown

Twenty things I noticed first.

Nineteen minutes waiting for a ferry, growing interest.

Eighteen others, friends, new ones, old ones.

Seventeen small things, his smile, his interest.

Sixteen more minutes to the dock

Fifteen minutes spent excitedly exchanging books, ideas.

Fourteen previous crushes, pushed away.

Thirteen hours till we went home

Twelve others, laughing, teasing.

Eleven times thinking about how excited I was at first

Ten meetings, a connection, but something feels strange.

Nine doubts - was I being charmed, or was he charming?

Eight dismissals. I’m fine, he’s fine, I don’t need to think like that.

Seven days later, still high on happy emotions, but begining to see the cracks.

Six inconsistant feelings, thoughts, comments.

Five chapters of a book about the truth of Intuition

Four others, affirming doubts, offering reminders

Three compliments that seemed too sincere

Two choices

One action - what will happen?