[ WP ] Two people tumble into the abyss .

Blessing, and a curse. Not a curse. 
 
 Maybe a blessing. Initial attraction, turned on it's head. Small successes getting myself back into a mind frame. Maybe this happened too fast. I engage. She responds. We do the dance after that. 
 
 Seemed small, and truth told it might have ended in a whimper. But she initiated. And it was a dream. There were signs. It was a battle between knowing what not to do, neediness, versus seeing it slipping away, and showing intent and boundaries. 
 
 Her. Eggshells. The best was the worst. Because it seemed the good meal before the execution. Anxieties. But she entered that abyss hand in hand with me. 
 
 Either way. It was almost overwhelming to be with your number one pick. Literally, of all the people you would choose, she chose you. It was stressful to try to keep it together, but felt so good when it was working. The end did not go well. 
 
 I had never felt such emotion as when we entered that abyss. Or when she escaped it by herself. And I was left in a new one. Not together. This would be my own. 
 
 It would take far longer to get out of this new one alone, then having been in that other together. Such highs, such lows.
