Can you imagine us doing those things? I mean, couple-y things?
You always hear, “The best part of an affair is the affair.” It’s true. The rush. The lack of commitment. The tiny moments of passion. It’s the foundation of lust.
Maybe we should just be open about us.
You know how unrealistic that is. Everything would change. Can you imagine people noticing? People talking? X and Y at the movies. X and Y holding hands. We don’t have to do those things. We can do the things that we like. But what we like is this.
The game.
If we move forward with anything, even confirming that what we have is real then the spell is broken. We become real and it’s not something either of us want. We can’t handle it. It won’t be the beginning of anything great; it’ll be the beginning of an end. Because neither of us is cut out for this. It’s only a matter of time before we self destruct.
So let’s just leave it at this no?
If no one knows, then it never happened.
If it never happened then it’s not really real.
And that’s just the way we like it.
