Desire…

It’s a fact most of us refuse to recognise — that you become heartless the moment you are desired. You flinch under the person’s adoring gaze, you feel suffocated by the attention. Then you consider yourself, in all your flaws –the receding hairline, the height, the stunted torso,the incessant need to be heard- and conclude that the person will be disappointed as soon as he or she gets to know you better.
Or maybe you will find the person unattractive for no logical reason whatsoever- there is nothing as repugnant as want in someone’s eyes.
You might kiss that person and it wont matter…it will be a pity kiss…something which will soon become difficult even to remember…
And inside you will feel cold and remote…