It's been seven years since that day.
And I've been mad at him.
I've yelled.
Screamed.
Left.
But I havent stopped loving him.
And I always come home.
Unknown "red queen" Bold - 16 years, 3 months, 16 days ago

We don't want to touch in public anymore.

Disease is the first assumption. You can spread diseases easily through bodily contact, and with the new 'super-bug' scares it's easy to fall victim to the hysteria. You see people in hospitals use their sleeves to press the elevator buttons. Grandparents watch grandkids through the hospital doorway. Staff are discouraged from touching patients at all, even when they're in pain. Comfort comes from heated blankets.

Touch anxiety has permeated other social areas. Parents hosting birthday parties for their own children are warned not to touch the guests kids--even if they're crying with a skinned knee--because there could be allegations of sexual abuse later. Roughhousing is banned because it's assumed to be synonymous with bullying. Hugging someone is socially awkward for most people.

Handshaking is about as far as we'll go, we're such prudes.

Kissing spreads less disease. Lips are poor transmitters if the mouth is closed.
Unknown "red queen" Bold - 16 years, 6 months, 7 days ago

He leans in and says: "So what do you want out of this?"
I blink.
He smiles a little.
"This guy who ignores you?"
Unknown "red queen" Bold - 16 years, 7 months, 22 days ago

Looking someone in the eye says lots about you.

Maintaining eye contact can give the impression you're listening. Too much and you're needy. Too long and you're dominant. Too short--passive.
Eye contact is your gift to the listener.

Looking away at the right time can say so much about how you're interpreting their voice and self. You're bored, listless, hurt, annoyed. It draws the speaker into their story. Makes them question why they are communicating this to you. It can lengthen the time talking, or force the speaker to create embellishments. They can suddenly feel insufficient and stop.

The Gaze is more than just a term for paintings.
Unknown "red queen" Bold - 16 years, 8 months, 14 days ago

My phone rings.
His gaze dosent even flicker.
"Is that your escape call? In case I'm acting like a dick?"
I decide to see how long he can look comfortable.
"Yeah"
The phone rings and rings.
Unknown "red queen" Bold - 16 years, 9 months, 4 days ago