Worth it

It sounds like a night where everything happens on the edge between desire and indifference. The movements are precise, the glances are sharp, but inside there is emptiness with a faint aroma of passion. It feels like something real is about to be born, but instead, all that remains is heat and the echo of breathing. It's not about love, but about its imitation - brilliant, rhythmic, with the right lighting and the right angle. Feelings don't live here, they are put on repeat. And yet it's impossible to tear yourself away: it's too beautiful, too hot, too... without feeling.