…I think that you would interest me but then I wouldn\’t stay.
Yet here is me guessing at what could not be.
I am not sure what draws me to you. It may purely be a response to your attention. The fact that I have never succeeded with anyone non-Asian in person. And the British accent which makes me believe there is deep exoticism although logically it feels all the same.
I can sense what won\’t work for me. The reservations. The disinterest in my passions.
And so here we are. I told Shipra that intimacy often is lost with me. Completely. That truthfully all I want to do is just eat and talk with you. I just want to take walks. And in some sense, that\’s all innocent. I do that with many of my friends—male and female—one on one. But somehow, there\’s something strange happening here. My plan only is to let it flow and hopefully by intensity, it\’ll flame out sooner than later.