9.21.21 // The Unexpected

I found a few lines I wrote in my old drafts that I never finished...
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"The wind will kiss my lips with an icy chill that sends shivers down my back. A kiss and a shiver that I haven't felt since your lips grazed mine, driving me crazy and leaving me lusting for the wind."
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I don't remember the context of what I was writing, but I think what I started was beautiful and I wanted to add to it. I want to give this paragraph a history, a background, context...
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You've never been one for the unexpected, have you? Finding yourself in the warmth of daylight and the sunshine of acceptance.
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Applauded by many you keep yourself out of the shadows and in the spotlight. Morphing to become what you're told and blending into a version of yourself that doesn't challenge expectations, no matter how wrong they might be.
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I've never been one to be extensively planned. Finding myself in the cool dark night and the starlight of uncertainty.
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Seen by many and understood by few, I dance in the daylight but live by the moon. Working to shed my layers, to be the version of myself that only the stars have seen- the true version of my truest self.
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But at dusk, we met. The one moment when sunshine and darkness meet, where shadows are safe but sunshine still plays...