An Anecdote on True Love

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: June 25, 2018

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She gazed into his eyes with pretend diligence, listening as he discussed with her the state of their relationship. He went on about how much their love meant to him, claimed that their relationship had in fact taught him the meaning of love. She listened. She leant him her ears just like she always had. Yet, despite her efforts to appear focused, her mind began to wander. Her thoughts traveled down the caverns of disjointed memories as she attempted to recall the first time they had met. But that moment was as foreign to her as the concept of love. Or, at least, love as defined by the parameters of their relationship. While his feelings for her had deepened over the past two years, hers had been clouded by confusion. Yet despite her growing doubts, her love for him hadn’t completely diminished - on the contrary, there were many a moment where she still regarded him as a lover, a partner, a friend. She could, at the same time, see herself feeling the same way toward others, so long as that initial electricity between two strangers was present. Call it hormones, lust, impulse - it didn’t matter, for it still created the same effect: it presented one with possibilities. For the past two years she had been deprived of possibilities. Kept in place by the shackles of monogamy, she had given her love exclusively to one person, telling herself that others weren’t deserving of it. But why couldn’t she share her love amongst people? Even if lust was in question, what did indulging her desires have to do with her love toward one man? She had discussed her thoughts with him before, subtly interjecting them in conversations. But he’d failed to understand. For him, the matter was simple: he loved her and she loved him, and that love was only meant for the two of them to share.
“So, what do you say my love? Do you want to move in with me, or do you think it’s too soon?” This sudden outburst of words took the woman out of her reveries. She smiled and assumed once again the posture of an attentive listener. After a moment of hesitation, she replied with a “yes”.
They both began to cry, but she did so for a different reason. In that moment of silence prior to her saying yes, she saw the last spark of electricity fade away, and heard the final door close behind her.


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