Isn’t it something that two bodies connected by an unwritten creed, were emotionally trapped but physically freed?
As civil individuals the two gained public recognition, became restricted, by each other’s verbal jurisdiction.
They were paradoxical and fragile in more ways than one, like an albino celebrity, a star that stays away from the sun.
Now they say long distance love mandates communication for jubilation, but they had never been used to such distant segregation.
He wanted to be lint-less, and wanted her not to cling, he wanted to be free, to him this was just a fling.
She wanted to be loved and thought he wanted space, but secretly it killed her, thus the emotion on her face.
Now where I come into play, is relative but strange, seated in a class room that was randomly arranged.
Like the flipping of a coin, the result somewhat unknown, by chance we’d ended up somewhere private, and alone.
So, two bodies connected by an unspeakable pact, were emotionally joined by an extremely physical act.
I'll just leave what happened to the readers imagination...
Nevermind, we fucked.