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Naivety, Reality and Despair

What would you do if you knew you were loved?
I would dance.
I would smile.
I would cry.

Would you be different?
Of course!
Yes.
Irrevocably.

Would your pain and fear go away?
Oh yes. I would be free of all of that.
The pain would ease but it wouldn’t go away.
God I hope so.

Might it make everything easier?
Definitely!
Maybe, but it wouldn’t be easy.
Please, please, please.

Make you selfish?
Selfish? Love isn’t selfish. It’s beautiful!
I suppose it could.
I can’t think about that.

What if it went away?
That could never happen.
I would be devastated.
I really can’t think about that.

So, do you think you are loved?
That’s a silly question.
I wish I knew.
I hate you. This is stupid.

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