Together...affair

(read it whispered)

So you look innocently into his eyes and surprised of your ashame you ask: „ Wasn’t it a game?” And, seeking for an answer in his warm touch, in an instant you’re shred into little pieces.

You ask yourself: „When did it stop being a game and turned into... something different?” – Don’t delude youself... you knew it all along. You just enjoyed it under the mask of a „game” so wouldn’t bound yourself to taking the responsability of your actions, get serious, be attached.

You didn’t want to hurt him, but you did, and perfectly aware of it. He wore the mask too. You hoped he won’t remove it, but he couldn’t bare locking inside anymore. He’s serious, but you?

So ashamed...he knows it all, he knows you, he sees you, he hears you, he feels you, he sinks into your eyes-into you, he’s got a part of you, he’s got you, he’s you.

So selfish of you; you’ve hurt him, you’ve deceived him, you’ve let him down...yet you love him, yet you need him – yet he needs you.

Open mouth, silent words come out, shy blinks, raise your eyes: you’re saved...smiles.