-When I was a little girl, my mom told me that I was always late to school. One day she followed me to see why...I was looking at chestnuts falling from the trees, rolling on the sidewalk, or...ants, crossing the road...the way a leaf casts a shadow on a tree trunk...Little things.
I think it's the same with people.
I see in them little details, so specific to each other, that move me, and that I miss, and...will always miss.
You can never replace anyone, because everyone is made of such beautiful specific details.
Like I remember the way...your beard has a little bit of red in it. And how the sun was making it glow that...that morning, right before you left. I remember that, and...
I missed it!
*****
-My friend, she was telling me that she's been dealing with a lot of couples that are breaking up for the same exact reason.
-Uhum, what reason is that?
-Well, all this couples expected after a few years of living together for the passion, that consuming desire, to be the same as in the beginning.
- It's impossible! - No, I know, I know that...
-I mean, God, otherwise we would end up with aneurism if we were in that constant state of excitement, right?
-We would end up doing nothing at all with our lives. You know, couples are so confused lately. I think it must be that...men... need to feel essential, and they don't anymore. Because it's been imprinted in their heads, for so many years, that they had to be the provider...
Like, I...I'm a strong independent woman in my professional life. I don't need a man to feed me, but I still need a man to love me, and that I could love, you know.
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-Yes, obviously, I can't deal with the day to day life of a relationship. Yeah, we have, you know, this exciting time together and then he leaves and I miss him, but at least I'm not dying inside.
When someone is always around me, I'm like suffocating!
-No, wait, you just said that you need to love and be loved... -Yeah, but when I do, it quickly makes me nauseous! It's a disaster... I mean, I'm really happy only when I'm on my own. Even being alone...it's better than...sitting next to a lover and feeling lonely.
It's not so easy for me to be a romantic.
You start off that way, and, after you've been screwed over a few times...You... you forget about all your delusional ideas, and you just take what comes into your life.
That's not even true, I haven't been...screwed over, I've just had too many...relationship. They weren't mean, they cared for me, but...they were no real...connection, or excitement. At least, not from my side.
I was fine..Until I read your fucking book!
It stirred shit out from you,It reminded me how...genuinely romantic I was, how I had so much hope in things and...now it's like..I don't believe in anything that relates to love, I don't feel things for people anymore. In a way...I put all my romanticism into that one night and I was never able to feel all this again. Like... somehow this night took things away from me and...I expressed them to you and you took them with you! It made me feel cold, like if love wasn't for me!
You know what?
Reality and love are almost contradictory for me.
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-I might have given up...on the whole idea of romantic love.
You know, it's so weird...people think they are the only one going through tough times.
Before Sunset
-When I was a little girl, my mom told me that I was always late to school. One day she followed me to see why...I was looking at chestnuts falling from the trees, rolling on the sidewalk, or...ants, crossing the road...the way a leaf casts a shadow on a tree trunk...Little things.
I think it's the same with people.
I see in them little details, so specific to each other, that move me, and that I miss, and...will always miss.
You can never replace anyone, because everyone is made of such beautiful specific details.
Like I remember the way...your beard has a little bit of red in it.
And how the sun was making it glow that...that morning, right before you left. I remember that, and...
I missed it!
*****
-My friend, she was telling me that she's been dealing with a lot of couples that are breaking up for the same exact reason.
-Uhum, what reason is that?
-Well, all this couples expected after a few years of living together for the passion, that consuming desire, to be the same as in the beginning.
- It's impossible!
- No, I know, I know that...
-I mean, God, otherwise we would end up with aneurism if we were in that constant state of excitement, right?
-We would end up doing nothing at all with our lives.
You know, couples are so confused lately.
I think it must be that...men... need to feel essential, and they don't anymore. Because it's been imprinted in their heads, for so many years, that they had to be the provider...
Like, I...I'm a strong independent woman in my professional life.
I don't need a man to feed me, but I still need a man to love me,
and that I could love, you know.
******************
-Yes, obviously, I can't deal with the day to day life of a relationship. Yeah, we have, you know, this exciting time together
and then he leaves and I miss him, but at least I'm not dying inside.
When someone is always around me, I'm like suffocating!
-No, wait, you just said that you need to love and be loved...
-Yeah, but when I do, it quickly makes me nauseous!
It's a disaster... I mean, I'm really happy only when I'm on my own. Even being alone...it's better than...sitting next to a lover
and feeling lonely.
It's not so easy for me to be a romantic.
You start off that way, and, after you've been screwed over a few times...You... you forget about all your delusional ideas, and you just take what comes into your life.
That's not even true, I haven't been...screwed over, I've just had too many...relationship. They weren't mean, they cared for me, but...they were no real...connection, or excitement. At least, not from my side.
I was fine..Until I read your fucking book!
It stirred shit out from you,It reminded me how...genuinely romantic I was, how I had so much hope in things and...now it's like..I don't believe in anything that relates to love, I don't feel things for people anymore. In a way...I put all my romanticism
into that one night and I was never able to feel all this again.
Like...
somehow this night took things away from me and...I expressed them to you and you took them with you! It made me feel cold,
like if love wasn't for me!
You know what?
Reality and love are almost contradictory for me.
***********************
-I might have given up...on the whole idea of romantic love.
You know, it's so weird...people think they are the only one
going through tough times.