Free Writing- Why, she asked, why would you love me?

"Why, she asked, why would you love me? Is it for my brilliance, my dazzling looks, my attractive body, my feminine charm? Why? I cannot accept those words without the weight of an explanation."

-And he thought at length about it. But the honest truth was he couldn`t explain or even say what he loved about her. Instead he said "I don`t love you- I guess I never have." Then he was silent. She was dumbstruck, the days they had spent together, the time they had shared everything, she had been so sure. "No" he said, "I don`t love you. There is no love, no such intellectual thing. There is only this." And he pointed to his chest and hers. "We have the same spirit, you share myself inside you. That is what you feel. There is nothing between us, we are already joined, don`t you see?"

But she could not see the relationship without love, had no experience except with that emotion. So she cried "If you are that close to me why do you stare off into space even when I talk to you?" He looked away. And then back, "Would you know the truth of my thoughts?" he asked. "Yes!" she yelled, "haven`t I asked that all this time?" "Then do you love me?" One simple statement from him. After all this talk, she thought.........

"No," she finally replied, "I thought it was love but I feel now it was not." "Then I will tell you what I think about when you are talking, when you are sleeping, when I look into your eyes," he said in a quiet voice. "Here, face me and hold my hands. Listen to my voice and let your imagination go." And he began his tale....