but what can you do?

There is someone standing on my floor. Completely naked. So what am I supposed to do about that? I carefully whisper “hello”. The someone starts walking towards me with floating steps. Like this was a funeral or something. I wonder what I did to deserve a naked someone in my bedroom, I mean, I never invited this someone into my home. But then again, I never didn’t invite a someone into my home, so that may be the explanation for this peculiar situation.

The someone has reached the corner of my bed, and seems to be looking for somewhere to lay down. I feel this is a bit too early to have a stranger sleep in my bed and I open my mouth to firmly tell this someone to go sleep elsewhere, but my words make no sound. How inconvenient. It is starting to feel a bit uncomfortable, but the someone doesn’t seem to mind. Someone bends down, and lays on top of me for some unknown reason. Strangely, I can’t feel the weight, and it makes me believe that I’m rather strong. I try to push the someone away, but for no use. This might actually be my funeral, after all. I can’t move, I can’t speak. Breathing becomes quite impossible when this someone kisses me. I can’t complain, the kiss is thoroughly thought through, but I would like to know someone’s name before I approve kissing. What’s worse, someone has the tendency to melt into me. All of a sudden, I’m two, where I just hours ago were one.

The world feels different, somehow. I don’t know whether or not it is a good thing. It freaks me out a little. That is all.