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“what do you live for?”
“good music, i think.”
“ahhh, so you are that kind?”
“hey, music is important! sometimes, i just close my eyes and i am in another world.”
“i think i live for movies. for a story, knowing someone, feeling what they feel and what they dream of, what they fear. i feel like i can connect to them.”
“you mean relate to them?”
“no, i connect to them. like, i feel i can trust them. it doesn’t matter if they are a good person or a bad person.”
“yeah, yeah i know your theory that no one is ever a bad person.”
“yeah so i can trust them because i know there is nothing more to them that i cannot see. i wish people were like that. i wish they could be honest and not hide things, their fears, their happiness, their love and lust, everything.”
“isn’t that too much to expect? i mean i am sure even you aren’t like that, you know, so open and honest about everything.”
“i used to be. weren’t we all like that? maybe when we were children.”
“maybe. i think as we grow up we forget to do things for ourselves. we think too much about others. even feeling empathy can be negative. do you think our empathy can harm us sometimes? like, imagine you want to do something but you cannot because you know exactly how bad the other person will feel. somehow you compromise on yourself, not intentionally but out of love. love in the simplest form, this love does not need depth, it’s just a sort of care.”
“i don’t want to think of love as compromising. love should free you and you can care even without compromising.”
“have you even been in love?”
“of course! i have and i have learnt. you should learn too. i would never want someone to expect me to compromise on myself for them. what kind of love is that?”
“oh god. it’s not something they expect, silly. it’s just how things are in love.”
“wait, stop. that’s your definition of love, everyone has a different definition.”
“i never said they don’t.”
“but.. but…!! you are doing this to me again.”
“what?”
“why do you always have to challenge my views?”
“wait i thought its a healthy conversation.”
“it was.”
“this is why i never talk about all this to you.”
“oh, fuck off.”