What a tragedy.

Sir,

They say, you know when you know. So let's face it, you had me at hello.

What could this be, between you and me?

You can say that I'm a fool, and I don't know very much — but I think they call this love.

How could this be anything else? When all I dream of is your eyes, all I long for is your touch.

Right, not my words. But the songwriter arranged them so perfectly — I wouldn't say them any other way.

I try so hard, every day, to remind myself: it's impossible. But then again… Is it, really?

Or is it just flagged as wrong, inappropriate, forbidden? Is it only the social norms?

Because, I mean… If I feel it, and you feel it. If I want it, and you want it. What's the most logical thing to do? Exactly my point. And sure, we could keep it this way. As dramatic as this would be.

To never experience it fully.

To never experience you.

To never experience your eyes on me, on my lips, on my body. To never experience your touch on my face, on my skin. To never experience your fingers in my hair, in my mouth, in me. To never experience the intense burn, the intense relief. To never experience your sighs, your grunts, your moans. To never experience your teasing, your cuddling. To never experience your arms holding me so tightly. To never experience our two laughter echoing within the same room. To never experience the unspoken magic residing between us. To never experience unraveling the red string that we feel between us. To never experience your kisses on my lips, on my nose, on my forehead. To never experience our shivers and sweats. To never experience driving around together, to the lake. To never experience walking around together, crossing the "lovers bridge" you mentioned. To never experience our little fantasies turning into reality. To never experience calling you "Sir" to your face, and you calling me "Miss". To never experience you tying me up real quick with your belt. To never experience the collision of feral me and feral you.

For you to never experience the type of love I would give you. For you to never experience me.

What a tragedy. All that would be lost, or never found. All the "what ifs" we would leave behind.

So, what are we going to do? What are you going to do?