Hidden
For months I stayed hidden from her. She would lean out the bedroom window when she heard a hoot or screech and search the branches hoping to catch a glimpse of me. I don't know why I wouldn't let her see me. I guess I enjoyed chatting back and forth and getting to know each other while still holding back a tiny bit of the mystery of who I was. Honestly, I wasn't sure I understood the reason why I felt so compelled to watch over her. How could I have explained it to her?