I’m not entirely sure if you meant to catch me, but you did.
We were two souls out in the wilderness, trying to find our way through hurts, fears and the baggage that followed us in the shadows.
Then you appeared out of the blue, catching my eye, dazzling and pursuing me.
Hesitant to go near your hook, I stayed back, coy.
But you continued to drop the hook day after day, until, I bit and you pulled me up by my lip, then by my heart.
Now here we are many days into the game you set out to play, only to realize I read you all wrong.
You weren’t casting to catch and keep.
You were casting to catch and release.
