You, Me & Physics

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My cheeks distended mimicking the inflation of an air bubble when it nears the surface. Not violating the first law of thermodynamics, the isolated exasperation causing surface tension to increase in my cheeks found its way out in the form of sound waves framing a crass "huh".

"You are a bit too practical." I folded my hands while my lips assumed the form of a grotesque downward parabola.

"Oh, is it?

"Yes, and to an irritating extent."

"How sad is that." He was razzing me again. He thought his pesky ways could annoy every atom of my body and guess what... he was actually right.

No more words did I utter and spontaneously looked astray, lest my entropy would increase.

Sometimes, my subconscious overwhelmed me a bit too much, engendering loony emotions similar to what a proton might feel while having a nice time inside a cyclotron.

The intoxicating deception of my encephalon pushed me into believing that we were something. But when such trickery would set in, genuine realisation would hit me at a speed exceeding that of light.

People said we were best of friends. Maybe it was true... atleast from his side. He was always equipoised and composed unlike me. Even the sub-atomic particles would condense by fondles of his breaths.

But there was always a change in the brightness of his eyes when I was near. Maybe this dissimilitude still kept the flame of my feelings from getting extinguised.

Valence band was the residing place for emotions in his heart. And trust me, the band gap's damn high. I don't know if my love would ever be able to bridge the gap.

Maybe it was time for disclosure.
No!

A breakneck stroke on the strings startled me as I sensed the conversation in my head getting progressively complex.

"Evanescing again and again, aren't we? His charming voice was inebriating me again. "Here, I guess you need some music."

Maybe it was time for disclosure.
No!