# 16

My heart is walking outside my body. He watches it beat, just for him. A solo performance for one, that doesn´t care. This is the nature of things. You never get what you deserve. Do I deserve him or do I deserve to be loved? Like dancing the tango. A constant negotiation of space between two individuals. Space filled with conflict, interactions and passion. There will never be a winner. There will never be a looser either.