Chapter 1
the conversation flows. i feel the swift and slow exchanges of energy – the reading of the room, per se – and nervously attempt to break out of my shell. a gentle laugh, kind word, or well-placed compliment settles in my mouth. now, i am anxiously awaiting a response.
“i” cycles endlessly into “we” as the days cycle endlessly into nights. the fidgety pitter-patter of our heartbeats, that anticipatory feeling in our tummies, and then something like stick-shifting into second gear. now, the stick clicks into place, and there is a collective sigh of relief and weariness in our eyes as we attempt to cover ourselves up in the bliss, the affection for each other.
how far will “we” go? how long will “we” last? at the given moment, as we patch each other up, it doesn’t matter. we are here now. and for now, we are still “we.” this is what matters.
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