"Paradox"

Due to Naming of the World's numerous exercises, I was tempted to do yet another one. Therefore, this exercise starts with a sentence and I keep running with it, akin to Levine's exercise I did earlier in my blog.

I did tell one person. God help me. She responded with a single touch. All this time, wondering what she would say, how she would evaluate the information, what she would hide from me, for naught. I am left as empty as I came, yet the sensation of her touch remains. Five years ago, I never saw this life for me. Oh, how obvious it was. I am now lost in the memory of her touch. What life is this? How can one survive from this.
She laughs as she removes the boundaries surrounding me. I weep as I end my days as one of the many who have forgotten all but what is. The presence, my future, is the entirety of my life. Integrity fades as realization sets in. I do not yet know if I should have told her. I do not yet know if I desired her touch. Yet here I am, submissive again to the whims of time. My end is her beginning, and in that do I reside.