Big Wheel

I was thinking maybe we should stop this re-liaison-ship. You see, I feel you are not as inclined as I am, but when I tell you this you’ll start hurrying something back like 'HeyyesIam!' and I’ll go 'of course you do, don’t you? but it doesn’t show,' which is quite typical of me, always disbelieving but wanting deep inside; only a mere expression of my quirky self-consciousness. To this last comment you will undoubtedly respond that 'there are different ways of showing how you feel about someone else,' and, in turn, I will push my wit to muffle your throat by sighing 'and you choose to apply none.' Of course you’ll be mad after that one last comment and I’ll start displaying my arguments on how maybe all this showing or withholding or craving or sympathising or coping and so on is somehow culturally bound; because you-were-not-raised-to-break-the-spatial-personal-ghetto. And when the debate is at its highest temperature I will pause, I will flinch and I’ll mutter my pain out by trying to convince you that all this philosophising will not and cannot lead us anywhere we can both (or I) feel at ease. That’s why I was thinking maybe we should stop this re-liaison-ship. You see...