Revolving doors

Her:
actually...
i do know what i want and wouldn't you know, its something i can never have

Him:
ah, pray tell! Let me know what this elusive thing is- so that I may know your heart's desire once and for all - and weep with you at its unobtainable misery!

Her:
i will never tell a soul

Him:
ah, so the circle closes, and it is my turn to stand outside Your door- and quietly whisper "let me in"
but you cannot hear my whisper
and the world around us both dies a little
...curtain falls

Her:
leave me out

Him:
beautiful
its a story. happening a million times every day. A never ending dance. A game that never has a final turn.