Statuesque Afterglow

Now that we're dipping our toes in the water, lets just take our clothes off and go for a swim. Hmm?

Maybe I have a talent at putting away feelings and disguise it in some discreet manner. Was I trained or does it comes naturally? Honestly, I don't express much to other people what I really feel, which sometimes is hurtful. Be it anger, affection, worry, happiness, et cetera.

Yes, personally if you've been into a debate, argument or just a mindless bicker with me, words flow out like I'm pointing a gun between your eyes, but that only happens in extreme cases. I've gone past that immature phase. To me, putting emotions in the forms of too many words would be a sign of weakness.

I guess you've noticed that whenever you and I are in this game together, my knees go weak and my palms go sweaty because my heart melts at the heat of the race. You love it when I turn our bickering into an intellectual exchange and I love it when your cheeks turn red because your emotions are about to erupt.

It's like a burst of all human emotions blended together. It makes you feel alive and it makes me feel alive seeing you in that state. You love the anger I've always ignited and it's like a bridge between us. I know you're happy as I am because I can feel it in the pulses of your throat in the statuesque afterglow. At that point, it's like you've duct-taped a smile on my face.

This act of pretension, though feels real, should win an Oscar.