I thought we were aligned.

Same goals.

Same direction.

Same page.

Then I felt distance.

Drift.

Disconnection.

I told myself

it was timing.

Or bandwidth.

Or logistics.

I called it proximity.

It wasn’t.

We were in repetition

without alignment.

I pulled back.

Afraid of being “too much.”

Afraid of overdoing it.

Afraid of repeating

what should already be clear.

Like skipping the sync

because we “just talked,

we’re in a good place.”

Even though things still feel

misaligned.

This is the loop of avoidance

framed in a lie

I sold myself

as trust.

The right question is:

Am I practicing alignment

that makes nearness

possible?

Alignment is a moving target.

It takes repetition

before it finds resonance.