Fusion

I share this thing with nm that no one else will understand.

On a physical level, he's patient with me and he knows how to give me space and respect, and the time for me to let me venture (haha)at my own pace. No force, nothing pressurizing, just very mutual. Four years of sharing fluids don't just go to waste like that. nm is a creature of habit, and therefore, same for the girlfriend. Synchronising is an understatement, knowing how each other respond just brings it to the next level. Who says sex gets boring after awhile? Then you probably haven't have enough exposure to internet, magazines rental shops and Condomaniacs. Or the brains just not working hard enough. Or the hormones are changing into reverse gears. Or something else.

On a social level, we don't see eye to eye with stuff our friends do. But we are on the same social platform and there is this unspoken understanding between us and our friends. We keep our side of the street clean. Although drama is just across the road, we share critics gossips and sentiments like an old couple. When the drama sweeps its way to our side of the street, it's up to us on how to clean up the mess, how long it'll take and how to go about it. The people on the other side of the road can't hear our whisperings. They don't know and it's okay. At least we know the same people. Doesn't feel like I'm on Venus and he's from Mars. That maybe we are just living on Earth with the tyrant and psychopath of a f****r.

On a financial level, okay this is a whole new dynamic. But yes I admitted we had an argument once about footing the cab fare and stuff but looking back, seemed rather couple-ish to discuss/argue/bicker about money eh. As if all grown up and financially indepedent. But so not we are/were. We dont do extravagant things together, we make plans, come up with a budget, starve/work and save to do that one thing special together. It's fucking sweet. Like we fucking earn this goddamn son of a bitch thing together. Together.

On an emotional level, there are just the both of us in this whole damn fucking shite alone. I take pride in the fact that we depend on each other solely on issues un-mentionable here. Families, educations, past-flings/dates, peer pressure. I dont know how, but his patience never waver, and his tone so calm and reasons so sane he can talk me out of something and put stupid ideas in my head that look brilliant, and how he could put himself in my shoes and feel/think for me.

I love the fact that we are black and yellow, it's like some sort of danger warning color combi? We are as different as North and South Poles, we speak different languages, our strengths, a safety net and flaws, some sort of endearment, they complement each other, and how to say? Complete us.

Our differences from each other, and difference from everyone else, make us unique.