A sense of restlessness set in with every text, the excitement built up, finally someone who was interesting enough to please this sapiosexual energy... genuine conversation, raw real flirting and an urge to meet each other, the same on either side. The energy was synchronised, both in high frequencies. His love language made me feel special, seen and honored, with every other text, another compliment smooth sailing, the british accent made up for unmatched sensuality, we spoke about dream houses, and weddings, he was a great listener. "You smile with your eyes" "Your eyes are beautiful" he was making me awkward, shy and so flattered. There were speckles of brown in his eyes, like dust almost, the most unique eyes I had seen in a while, golden with brown spots, he was the right amount of tall, and strong. As I entered the driveway after a midnight conversation turned into a escapade, I felt uneasy, it was a feeling of meeting a stranger, thats who he was. It was...