2.2.05
From “Come to my Window”
You love her, don’t you?
- Who?
Taz.
- Oh. Is it obvious?
No. You don’t wear your heart on your sleeve. I can just tell there’s something up.
- I think I’ll always love her.
But why? She’ll never love you again. She doesn’t want that.
- I know. I do. Really. When you love someone – truly love someone – it’s not necessary for them to love you back. It’s enough just to love.
Well that’s kind of shitty, isn’t it?
- Maybe.
Maybe?! That’s just a cop out. That just means you can love without doing a damn thing about it.
- So. It’s just love. And she’s a lot happier now. I’d rather love her and have her be happy than have her love me back and be unhappy.
Then why love her at all?
- Because my heart is fucking stubborn! It wants what it wants. I can’t do anything about it.
Why is it so hard to get over her?- Because I’ll always know what I had. I’ll never forget that.
And what was that?
- When I was with her I had happiness. I was happy. Taz made me whole. She was my missing puzzle piece. She was the last thing I thought of when I went to sleep and the first thing I thought of when I woke up. In fact, she still is.
There’s a reason why people say don’t put all your eggs in one basket.
- What’s that supposed to mean?
It means she can’t be the love of your life. She can’t be your everything. That is way too much pressure to put on one person. How can one person be your whole world?
- She wasn’t. She’s not. She was, is just…most of it.
You said so yourself, she gave you happiness. That means without her you’d be miserable.
- But I am without her. I’m not miserable.
Because you’re still in love with how she made you feel. So you’re not in love with her…you’re in love with the idea of her.
- I never said I was in love with her. I just love her. There’s a difference.
What’s that?
- I don’t want to be with her. That would never work out. She doesn’t want it, I don’t want it. I just want to love her. Is that so wrong?
You still only love what she stands for.
- And maybe that’s all I need to do to survive.
Maybe.
You love her, don’t you?
- Who?
Taz.
- Oh. Is it obvious?
No. You don’t wear your heart on your sleeve. I can just tell there’s something up.
- I think I’ll always love her.
But why? She’ll never love you again. She doesn’t want that.
- I know. I do. Really. When you love someone – truly love someone – it’s not necessary for them to love you back. It’s enough just to love.
Well that’s kind of shitty, isn’t it?
- Maybe.
Maybe?! That’s just a cop out. That just means you can love without doing a damn thing about it.
- So. It’s just love. And she’s a lot happier now. I’d rather love her and have her be happy than have her love me back and be unhappy.
Then why love her at all?
- Because my heart is fucking stubborn! It wants what it wants. I can’t do anything about it.
Why is it so hard to get over her?- Because I’ll always know what I had. I’ll never forget that.
And what was that?
- When I was with her I had happiness. I was happy. Taz made me whole. She was my missing puzzle piece. She was the last thing I thought of when I went to sleep and the first thing I thought of when I woke up. In fact, she still is.
There’s a reason why people say don’t put all your eggs in one basket.
- What’s that supposed to mean?
It means she can’t be the love of your life. She can’t be your everything. That is way too much pressure to put on one person. How can one person be your whole world?
- She wasn’t. She’s not. She was, is just…most of it.
You said so yourself, she gave you happiness. That means without her you’d be miserable.
- But I am without her. I’m not miserable.
Because you’re still in love with how she made you feel. So you’re not in love with her…you’re in love with the idea of her.
- I never said I was in love with her. I just love her. There’s a difference.
What’s that?
- I don’t want to be with her. That would never work out. She doesn’t want it, I don’t want it. I just want to love her. Is that so wrong?
You still only love what she stands for.
- And maybe that’s all I need to do to survive.
Maybe.