I would be lying if I said I forgot.
Lying, if I said I don't want to feel it again.
It's irresistible.
It's uncontrollable.
It's almost unexplainable.

It's our dance.


I never had to teach.
She never needed to learn.
The synchrony was always perfect.
From the first second to the last one.
Every single time.

A simple touch,
a simple breath,
a simple desire,
and the world would explode.

So we were in a universe apart.
Dancing, an unknown song.
We never rehearsed it, it never went wrong.
It's just like I said.
The synchrony was always perfect.

As if we could feel each other.
As if we were created for each other.
Do you believe in fate?
I don't, but I thought about it.

But don't matter.
Not anymore.
We got lost in the middle of the way.
And we just carry on, as if nothing happened.

I admit it.
We never got along well with our mouths open.
We never agree on any decision.
We never take similar lifestyles.

She used to drive me crazy.
In whatever she said.
In whatever she did.
We were totally different.

Maybe you can make her happy.
I can't.
Opposites do not attract.
Opposites fight.
All the time.

But when she closes her eyes, biting her lips while swings her head, slowly.
Is it for you?
When she twitches her toes, while her wet nape kisses her long hair, one by one.
Is it for you?
When she approaches, with her eyes half open, raving, saying things in your ear, softly.
Is it for you?


Don't let her whisper your name...



































or you will hear mine.