The attention, the effort, the way someone leans in without hesitation. The way they show interest, show consistency, show that I’m on their mind without me having to question it. It feels
They didn’t call you intimidating because you were too much. They called you intimidating because you were sure of yourself in a way they weren’t ready for. You didn’t shrink, you didn’t second guess your presence, and you didn’t move like someone waiting
You try not to, but I cross your mind anyway. Not in a loud, obvious way, but in those quiet moments when everything slows down and there’s nothing left to distract you. That’s when it happens, when something small reminds you, when your thoughts drift a little