She: Why do you love me?
He: I just do.
She: I mean, what is it that you love in me?
He: *grinning* Everything.
She: Shut up. Tell me…!
He: I love seeing my life tick away in your arms. I love seeing you smile. It brings me a peace that not even the best night of sleep can. I guess you can say that it’s the closest I feel to being alive. For, in your arms I let go off all the worries, all the unpleasantness of this world comes to an end when I smell that perfume on your skin. That desperate wish to find happiness ceases, because being with you is all that I need to be happy. All the fears, insecurities, come to a halt in the face of this beautiful, beautiful end, that is an entirely new beginning in itself. I see you here, right now, in my arms like this, all I want to do is freeze this evanescent moment. Stop it, right here, right now, and never let it go away from me, because I know how important this moment is. I know its true value. I know that once it’s gone it’ll haunt me with its memory, and I’ve seldom acknowledged the existence of ghosts in my life. I’d give it all away, all of my time, happily without a thought, if this moment stayed with me forever. For in this moment you exist with me as mine. This moment is mine. But now, that’s not how nature works. So I hold you in my arms tonight, waiting for the Sun to come up and take you away, with a hope that you’ll return again, dressed in moonlight, and stay with me, bringing life back to my life.
She: ……What if I were to go away and never come back?
He: I’d end… “End” here doesn’t mean I’d stop living, but I’ll still not be alive. Life would lose its meaning, and I would lose my path. All my life I’ve been in a dark tunnel and you’re the only light I have found that gave me any sense of direction. To lose you would be to lose my way in life. You know how water becomes the ocean when it gets mixed with the ocean? All it’s life it travels through rivers, lakes, waterfalls, traversing through the harshest of places, dreaming about being one with its beloved ocean all the while. You are my ocean. I don’t want to go back to the world and seek another path to another ocean ever again. You’re the dream I lived. And how do you let go of such a dream? How do you prepare yourself to see your world in someone else’s arms? The heart just doesn’t allow for that to happen. So it tries. It tries to keep that dream for itself, for as long as it can. But if one day my dream ends, I’ll keep you in reveries. I’ll keep memories of you in places that made my life worthwhile. That sweet scent, that beautiful crest upon the trough that my life is, completing me in a way nothing ever did, and if it goes, I might never be whole again. But I’ll keep all of you with me. For me… For you.
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