1 Curiosity

Where am I? On the subway. 

I can tell who is looking at me. He is just curious. She is out of curiosity. I know the passersby looked at me is just because they popped up some delightful interests, all of a sudden.

I can tell who is thinking about sexuality. I can feel it, even if we’re not looking at each other, their eyes are telling more, more stories and feelings, other than curiosity... 

When they popped up with delights, I appreciate them for their shining attention. When they starred uneasily, I become so curious that I would even turn to talk to them: "Hey! I am feeling awful. Why are you staring at me?" 

Curiosity, my first sexuality. 

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