Magnetism

Chemistry? Whoever called it chemistry in the first place? With you, it’s not like fake lava exploding out of a hand-made volcano or a Mentos and coke experiment. It’s more like magnetism. Like you are North and I am South and we just can’t help being drawn to each other. Put us on opposite ends of a table and we keep slinking closer to each other, until finally we’re so close that we collide. It’s like there is an extendable string tied to both of us that allows us to go far and wide and maybe that string even gets tangled, but somehow we are still connected and we are pulled back together.

It’s a feeling with you. It’s a sexual tension that could be cut with a knife. One that even the people around us can’t help but notice. And the more we ignore it or try for it to not be there, the worse it gets. You have opened my mind to what they call “chemistry.” I was expecting fireworks with a kiss or just vibing with someone. But it’s so much more than that. It’s a curiosity that literally burns within your soul. It spreads like wildfire, taking over my body. It’s an itch that if you don’t scratch, only gets worse with time.

I couldn’t stand it any longer. I had to know. If nothing else, I just needed to know that we were on the same page. That this magnetism that has grasped me for years, for as long as I’ve known you, pulling me like a lasso towards you, wasn’t just a figment of my imagination. That I wasn’t batshit crazy for thinking that maybe you felt the pull, too. That maybe, just maybe, there could be a possibility of a future for us.

So I asked. “Is there anything between us?”

“I’ve been trying to figure that out since the first grade.”

I couldn’t believe it. He knew it, too. Knew that there was something unique, crazy even, about us. That it all started way back when we first met as kids. That it wasn’t all in my head.

“There’s undeniable chemistry.”

He said it so factually. So nonchalantly.  Like he had known this was coming.

The knowledge that we both feel the same crackles between us. The possibility that we could be something, that there just might be a future tingles through me. Makes me want to kiss you right then and there, whisk you away to where it can just be the two of us. The possibility of getting to know you gets me more excited than I’ve been in too long. And all I can hope is that like the magnetism, you share in this excitement, too.

“So now what?”