She shares your work. She looks up to you. She excites you.
You look yourself in the mirror and can't find the courage to tell her how you feel. aight?
But as life would have it, she pursues you. And you're powerless to resist.
But not as scary as the day she looks at you for the first time and sees a middle-aged man, who never experienced life.
A man who's fifty going on fifteen.
Buying her a bracelet. With her birth stone. Thinking it's special.Thinking he's special.
But in truth, he's a two-week subscription.
And no amount of pheromone perfume can change that.
She's already moved on.
Love was a new experience. So was rejection.
If you keep saying 'no' to embracing the moment, when you finally say yes, it becomes bigger than you. And you are no longer you anymore. You're somebody else.
Abstraction becomes reality.
All you think about is her.
You want to be with her. Eat with her. Laugh with her. Make love to her.
Go into infinity with her. Without doors. No boundries. No restrictions.
An entire lifetime that comes down to this single frame of life.