forget what we're told;

just hold out your gaze; make it clear, that message you’re trying to send. prolonged looks and stalled sighs; slideshows of secrets and audio tapes full of whispered lies.

this is it. where it all goes down.
this is the kind of scene most people try not to avoid.
because even though we swear we don’t enjoy ourselves,
there is something comforting in our guilty pleasures.
whether we follow through with all the acts so evident in the air,
some part of us is screaming to break rules.

from experience, let me tell you,
the rush only lasts so long.
eventually, the game will end;
the emotions will fade;
the secret will be exposed;
and all you will have is nights dedicated to erasing memories.
don’t.