Sometimes, we just want a break. But whenever we get that release, we go over our limits in pushing ourselves. It is in our nature. Addiction starts from this feeling of wanting release. Humans love to live in contrast. Before we can get that light relief, we somehow create this tension in ourselves. We push and push until we can no longer take it before finally releasing and freeing ourselves… It is poetic and a never-ending conundrum that we must face every day because that is just life and living.

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The symphony played in their ears, celebrating the undeniable love between them. The buzz either came from their intense kissing coupled with lack of breath or the realization of their undying connection. It was like magnet. The attraction between them were much deeper than mere familiarity, there was chemistry regardless of the history. It was just it. Love.

Their tongues swam with each other, caressing the other’s strong muscle just for the sake of this heavenly contact. Both had different flavors in the fluid they shared- Bette’s chocolate mint and Tina’s hazelnut cookie. It was a burst of taste with their breaths held heightening the pressure in their head, giving them little lightheadedness. After much reluctance, they parted slowly, together. Lips were bruised, faces were still close to the other, eyes were barely open, and hearts were both caught in the moment.

This should have been forever. That would have been their perfect world. Their very own happily ever after.

It didn’t happen the first time. Then the second caused a bigger mess. Now, facing their possibly third attempt, Tina was lost for words. It had always been like yin and yang between them. Their love is like two complimenting elements, opposing beautifully but never conflicting but that fact changed for quite some time ago. Yet, she can’t let go…

The moment slips away and before they knew it their forever bond came up to them excitedly.

“Momma, I made a new friend!”

“You did? Can we meet your new friend?” Bette recovered much quicker than her partner in PDA and was a little too eager to push their intimate moment away from her thoughts.

“This is Maxy,” Bette stifled a giggle at Angie’s attempt. It was indeed a clever one, she had to admit, at getting a pet dog. She knew of this phase and couldn’t help but to be amused at Angie’s creativity.