Poetry & Poesia

Soliloquy of love.

Catherine: [looking out the window] What is love? [Pause. Looking at the sky.] Is it a person? If yes, what's its name? Is it a feeling? If yes, how does it feel like? [She closes her eyes]. Is love something I can see? If yes, where should I find it? Where should I look if I want to see it? [Pause.] Is love something for me?
Is love only one? If yes, why do billions and billions people love? Should I love too? What is love, my God? Can I hold it? Can I hug it? Can I try it? Where ismy love? Who is my love? Is Heathcliff my love? Why do people die for love? Is it a disease? Am I sick if I love Heathcliff? Am I sick of him? Am I sick for love? Will I die for love? If love makes you die for another person, is it really good? I don't know if it's good, I only know that my soul belongs to Heathcliff.
-Myriam Masci