Moments… intense, intimate, deeply felt, irreplaceable, profound, captivating, exhilarating, complex, delicate and yet utterly unexplainable. To pretend that the most significant moments in the recent past have not been some of, if not the most profound in my entire life would be a treachery so far beyond the extent of justifiable conduct that I can not bear to formulate a sentence that could come close to capturing even an ounce of the resentment I feel. I know all it will take is one tiny little effort of mine to bring things back to normal but I also know that it will be nothing compared to your one tiny little effort, that will not just bring things back to normal but draw out and dissolve every bit of doubt stuck in the crevices of my being. When I can do things your way though it is the farthest from being ‘natural’ for me, is it really asking a lot for you to do things my way just once in a while. I know it can’t always be about give and take, particularly if the word of choice is ‘unconditional’, but there are times when some things are just too ‘sacred’ to be messed around with, or left unanswered. Though you would like me to believe, yet I know you are nothing even close to being cold or so stony that some thing that would move even a stranger and evoke some sort of a reaction couldn’t possibly have meant absolutely nothing to you. And to pretend that it didn’t mean a thing, and nor did the recent past constitute of some of the irreplaceable moments that I mentioned would be an act of betrayal to such a degree that I can not even begin to process the dire implications it would have. For your sake and mine…please mute the thoughtless words and quit these foolish games.