Who Is Watching?

No one's watching. Not me. Not him.
Not us. Nobody knows... but it's subtle.

There's something to be said when you're willing to drop your standards and boundaries, limits and expectations, to try and keep something working. Together. What's to be said? I don't know. Maybe it's saying you're desperate? Maybe it's saying you're a fool, a coward. But why does it feel so good? Why does it feel so good to see someone who leads a totally opposite lifestyle than yourself; maintaining a hotshot job, having a girlfriend of a Year and a Half, the bi-standard family and friends. The heterosexualism... until further notice.

Why does it feel so good to be with someone you're not fully sure you can have? Desperation? Despair? Loneliness? There's so many directions... no idea where to start.
No idea where this ends. Where the line draws.

But no one's watching...