it was not intentional.. says the budding conscience. who could blame them. that smile.. that notion of feeling. it is that sense of belonging, of being wanted, of being flattered, of being important, of being seen. it is the sense of being.
he was at the peak of his youth.. she just stepped into the society. his story was a mystery she wanted to unfold. her smile was an unending twitch to his senses.. a torment he's willing to endure in this lifetime. his eyes mesmerizes her to be subdued, to totally surrender and just say yes to his invitations. her soothing and calming voice makes it impossible for him to resist. he is completely hypnotized and caught in her charms and wit.
unfortunately, some people are meant to fall in love, and yet, they are not meant to be together. the push-and-pull urge.. to move forward, or to reel back to reality. he is, in fact, very much occupied with a new enthusiast. she is hindered by her own limitations. she is, by society's standards, a fine woman of substance belonging to this world. amidst it all, they very much adore each other.
there is no escaping. it is what it is.
and that must be the end of it.
maybe.
