"Do you love me?"
"I don't know."
"I think that's a simple question, it's either yes or no."
"I don't know."
"Well, I love you."
"Okay."
"How can you not be sure?"
"I don't know."
"It's not a difficult question."
"It is."
"How so?"
"Not everything is yes or no and black and white. This is one of the things that isn't."
"Well I think that you're just trying to hide the fact that you don't love me back."
"Maybe I am."
"So you don't love me?"
"I don't know."
"God, can't you think about it?"
"I could, but that still won't change the fact that it's not a simple question."
"And you don't give simple answers."
"Well if you loved me like you said you do then you should've known that."
"Do you think I don't love you?"
"I don't know."
"If I left right now, how would you feel?"
"Sad."
"And if I stayed?"
"Confused."
"What if I just dropped dead right here, then what?"
"Well I would call 911."
"And if they asked if you loved me what would you say?"
"I would say I don't know."
"After all this time, after everything we've been through, you don't know?"
"I don't know."
"Well I think that says enough about your answer."
"What's my answer then?"
"I don't know."
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Metanoia
Random(n) the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self, or way of life A collection of thoughts I've had, Stories I've written, Questions I've asked, And realizations I've made. Watch as I grow up and my thoughts change and my writing develops from 8th...
