Iris: I’ve found almost everything ever written about love to be true.
Shakespeare said ”Journeys end in lovers meeting.” What an
extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything
remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe
Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really
should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define
our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said ”love is blind”. Now that
is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love
fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can
also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there’s another
kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its
victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most
love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But
what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who
fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We
are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the
walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great
parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I
have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The
absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmas’, the worst
Birthday’s, New Years Eve’s brought in by tears and valium. These
years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life.
All because I’ve been cursed by being in love with a man who does not
and will not love me back. Oh god, just the sight of him! Heart
pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can’t swallow! All the usual
symptoms.
Iris:It doesn’t matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you
join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your
girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every
detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have
misunderstood. and how in the hell for that brief moment you could
think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince
yourself that he’ll see the light and show up at your door. And after
all that, however long all that may be, you’ll go somewhere new. and
you’ll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little
peices of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff,
those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin
to fade.
Her lines are classic!
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