Maybe Say It

Dear Atarah,

It rained quite hard today. It started slowly at first, then all at once, like it could not decide how it wanted to fall. I found myself watching it longer than I meant to.

I am not entirely sure why I am writing this. It just felt like I wanted to put a few thoughts somewhere, and somehow you came to mind.

We have only really shared a few conversations so far. But there is something about the way you listen that makes me think I could get used to talking to you. I have never felt this curious about another person in a very long time.

I do not know you very well yet, and I do not think I fully know how this will go. But I thought I would try writing anyway, just to see how it feels. Besides, when you said you were looking forward to talking again, I found myself wanting to believe you.

If you are reading this, I hope your day was alright.

I think I will write again.

Until my next letter,
C