The Elusive Side of Love

Did you ever been in a very intellectual relationship? Did you ever have the philosophical, existential non-sense of a break-up talk? This is it!!!! Been there, done that:P

THE ELUSIVE SIDE OF LOVE

-I’m tired of waking up under the same sky every day and trying to find the stars behind the skyscrapes every night!
-You search for the stars in the wrong place!
-I think I lost my way...
-These don’t belong to your world. They are frivolous butterflies that suddenly disappear from the sky and place themselves in someone’s eyes.
-Then, they must go to the soul from there.
-The soul is the final destination to every thing, but most people die without being able to touch one.
-What happens to the few lucky-ones?
-They live forever in the fire of love.

The guy gets a smoke from his cigarette and looks directly to her eyes.

-You look like you’re searching for something there…
-I put two little flowers there once, so you could look at the world in my eyes. But you treated that very badly; all the petals are already fallen.
-Is this the end of their season?

The guy gets peeved. He starts to look to his cigarette:
-You cannot measure anything’s season with years! If you could look at your vicinity carefully, you could find the course of existence of the centuries there.
-How someone can stay intact, when the living is so limited? And what good does it come out of lives this simple?
-Your masks seem pretty torn out, beware! You’re about to release the monster inside!
-What monster do you speak of? Is this a new excuse you design to hurt me?
-Am I the one who hurt the other in this relationship? You loved me so clumsily…
-Do I start to give you trouble now?
-Trouble? When tearing my soul wasn’t enough, you scattered the rest to the wind. It is impossible to gather them together for me now… I need to build a cocoon for the little life I left with now.
-What can come up from this cocoon after so much time?
-A little butterfly!
-You choose to live a one-day life instead of staying with me then.
-You cannot be more wrong! I told you, a life cannot be measured with the minute hand. And yes, I’m choosing a day of freedom, rather then eternal prison.
-You are leaving…
-Is there anything left that keeps me here?

The woman stands up angrily.
-How many weeks before did you erase me completely?
-You should keep your mask on, since you represented yourself only with it.
-I couldn’t figure out that you’d leave me ultimately naked. What is so bad about what’s inside my mask anyway?
-My ability to love that you kill and your selfishness that fades your beauty.
-Everyone is selfish. This comes from our nature and it’s indestructible!
-Don’t decrease yourself for the love of everything that we been through, don’t you thing that these excuses are a little too used? How do you suppose to love someone without destroying your selfishness?
-All the answers create new questions, this goes nowhere. I cannot even see where we came from any more; we are so apart from each other.
-The best thing to do is to go…

So, while the woman goes to find new stars, two souls diminished from the flame of eternity.