Restraints

It’s always that same game we play.
I’ll pretend not to notice you
While you pretend that it doesn’t bother you.

Our movements have become too choreographed.
I’ll twirl my way close enough for you to notice
While you step in beat to keep your distance.

Our hearts in anticipation, both anxiously waiting for this moment to start
I’ll stand there nervously
While you linger, increasing the tension’s thickness

The moment has come, adrenalin fills the air
I’ll provide the pulsating energy
You’ll bring the symphony that conducts it all

Even with our rules and routines, we tend to slip up
I’ll look up with glistening eyes
You’ll meet my gaze for that split second

The moment is quickly gone, just becoming a memory to look back on
I’ll remember it as much more, as vivid as can be.
You’ll forget about it, making me a blurred thought in your memory

Let’s dive in one more time, testing the limits of my bravado.
I’ll keep my cool, speak normally, let’s keep the act going
You’ll talk softly, so I can’t hear

Lean in nearer; our faces close in the distance
I’ll fight back temptation to act on my impulse
You’ll whisper in my ear as if it was nothing new

The moment seems to be over once again, leaving more loose ends
I’ll have reality hit me, and give up on hope
You’ll never let it bother you, because I have no effect on you

What did I get out of it?
Exhilaration, adrenaline, confidence, and a feeling of self empowerment.

What did I leave you with?
My heart, my hope, and my ability to think of anything else.

Will I ever put myself through that pain again?
If it means seeing you, even if its with choreographed moves
The split second encounters
The teasing whispers, then Yes.

I wouldn’t change a second of it…