Art and the philosophy of life

The chat…

“What is love?” she asked, tearing off a hunk of Italian bread from a full loaf.

“How do I know?” he said.  “Can I have some?”

“What’s the magic word?”

“Please,” he said, smiling at her.

She slid the bread toward him.  “You said you loved me.”

“I do love you.”

“But you don’t know what love is?”

“I don’t have an exact personal definition,” he said.  “This crust is perfect.”

“It’s the best part of the bread.”

“I agree.”

“So, how can you love me, if you don’t know what love is.  You have to think about that.  It’s important.  People say they love each other all the time, but what does that mean?”

“It probably means something different to each of them.”

“Right.  So what does it mean to you?”

“Do you love me?”

“That won’t work.  I asked you first,” she said.

“What do you want it to mean?”

She threw a tomato at him.

“Fine,” he said. “But this better not get me into trouble.”

She raised her eyebrow and smirked.

“Everything about you is perfect. When I’m not with you all I can think about is getting back to you.  Being with you, is the most important thing in my life.  I feel…happy when I’m with you, like the world is the way it’s supposed to be.  I feel you here,” he said, putting his hand on his chest.

She tore off another hunk of bread and ate it.  “I wish they made bread with just crust.  Pie too. Pie never has enough of the crust that’s on the edge.   And fine,” she said, “I’ll marry you.”

He let out his breath and grinned.  “I did good, right?”

“You did very good,” she chuckled, slipping a ring onto his finger.  “Mine,” she said, pulling him into her arms.  “If you cheat on me, I’ll kill you.  Just so you know.”

“Okay,” he said, still smiling.  “I believe you.”

“I mean it.”

“I know.”

“And you’re okay with that?”

“Uh…”

She punched him in the arm.

“Yes.  You can kill me if I cheat on you,” he said.  “But what if you cheat on me?

“It won’t mean anything,” she said.  “Isn’t that what all you guys say?”

 

Comments on: "The chat…" (11)

  1. He did good indeed…and it is only fair. 😉

    Now about the all crust bread… i’ll put my mind to it…maybe not ALL crust but mostly crust

  2. Marvellous…. Reading this on the phone, I thought: Funny, Cat shouldn’t 🐈 eat bread!!!! But that last sentence! 💔

  3. Life is so funny. As I am reading this, a song is playing on the radio by Megan Bonnell called “The Voice” – but the part of the song playing, she is singing “what is love? What is love when you can’t find it with the one you love”… https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vMvvFkg2WR8 .

    So… he can’t cheat on her but she can cheat on him? Sounds fair…

    • Seems fair to me, for a change. And if you think about love it’s so complicated. All the social rules, the stupid sayings handed down from others. It’s none of those things. It’s different for each of us because we all want something different. Knowing what you don’t want is as important a knowing what you do want. And love means whatever the person says it does. The thing is, we can’t understand why some people are together when it seems as if they don’t fit at all, and we can’t understand why the “perfect couple,” hate each other and get divorced. It’s because the definition of love was close to the same for one couple but not the other. At least that’s the way it seems to me.

      • It does. I think I’m rather lucky, to tell the truth. My guy is far enough away that we need to each drive 4.5 hours to connect in the middle.. ‘course the pandammit has been a royal pain in the ass so I’ll be flying down in three weeks. We don’t do labels. We love each other the way that works for us. No one understands and no one needs to except us two.

      • Hey, whatever works, that’s all that matters. No one else’s business. Be happy, life is short. 🙂 You life, your way.

      • Exactomundo. And it is rather liberating when we make that decision to be our own people on our own schedule. 🙂

  4. Lol!
    Bread… made from wheat… the staff of life.
    Rip another chunk off!

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