Maybe there was a moment
An indescribable, indescribable bud of emotion
But that's not love
Can't even be called liking it
That's just at a certain time and place
plus less specific characters
a throbbing
The outside world, people around you, and the involuntary timeline
Incorporate the ambiguity into it
So the lingering fear ferments
But they themselves know - that feeling is not even heartbeat.
Intention: None