When you want to sleep someone you shouldn’t, but they feel the same way. When you’re both tired of pretending it’s not there and nothing is happening. When you finally acknowledge it. When it’s all talk. When one of you fumble it. When you put the fence back up because it turns out the possibility was better than the reality. When the new pattern is even more pointless than the previous one. When things go back to fermenting. When things languish on the fine line between flirting and fucking. When you regret it. When you try again.