Under.Stood

This happens more often than it should.
That feeling of attraction or longing to a particular someone gets all muddled up by everything else... the rest. Kinda like standing in a perfume shop and try to pick out a scent. Unless your name is Grenouille the chances are pretty slim.
We like being understood, 'we' as beings. Being understood kinda sets up a connection. We go out with somebody and talk about ourselves over drinks and dinner to really establish a level of understanding. Something else then builds on top of that I guess. These connection happens at the most unexpected places too, but alot of that is probably make-belief or some element of suspension of disbelief.
So often I hide to avoid it.

Now I really miss that bold connection.