Another day!

Still intact, still as a whole (and a whale, a happy whale)... Living the moment, the intimate one, the one without having to share her, the one without having to see how somebody else takes her to give her love... Being selfish, I suppose, having her only for myself and viceversa... She feels secure, and I smile... I smile and pray for her to come soon so I can kiss her just as I kiss her when I dream her...
Feeling as the prisoner on death row whose faith has been postponed...
Still intact, still scared... Playing by ear, playing the game, the waiting game...