If their story is anything to base anything on, Love is a lot like clockwork. When little else but passion matters, time does nothing but transcribe the actions of that passion. But as passion fades, so does the need for time to follow that passion. If I may, the "Watch" Dog goes from being walked to the walker, carrying all those that hang to its leash into the great unknown. That is what has happened to these lovers. They went to a marriage counselor after noticing their awfully silly and trifle arguments grew in number and insignificance. The counselor suggested that they increase the amount of "intimacy" that they shared between eachother. As little as they valued the counselor or his advice, they decided to try his suggestion. So everyday at 8 PM, they would watch TV and sit next to each other quite snugly, but not necesarrily lovingly, on the sofa. They looked much like robots in a factory; As close as they were to each other, they had little to no knowledge of each other's existance. You would think they were dead if it weren't for the blinking that kept their vision optimized and the breathing that kept their gears turning. Even like robots, they had programmed instructions that they were required to fulfill at certain times. During the actual show, they would hold hands and lay them in a somewhat relaxed position between his right leg and her left leg. In order for them to achieve this "somewhat relaxed" state, they would make sure that the tops of their hands were roughly 6 inches away from their knees. During commercial breaks, they did not need to hold hands, but were required to look into each other's eyes for at least 3 seconds, after which they would end this vision session with a "I love you." They attempted to have a mandatory amount of sincerity in their voices when first started, but it usually ended with frivolous bickering. So, they merely required that they say the words. given the two different states of intimacy that they were required, they didn't know whether to watch the shows that were plague-ridden with commercials or if they should watch documentaries with no commercials. Either way, they were rarely happy. Eventually, they ended up watching Cartoon Network because of the one commercial break in between two 12 minute cartoons. They found that to be most tolerable.
*Note to Reader* I'm really tired, so i'm simply going to wrap this up as fast as i can. Just so you are prepared.
But one day as they were in the middle of "Johnny Bravo", the husband, for no reason, simply looked at his wife. There was no commerical, nor was there one coming, but he looked none the less. He thought of whispering a sweet nothing into her ear, but she was so into the show, that he was afraid that he'd frighten her, and they would end up fighting. So, he turned back to the TV, to continue his requirement for the day. As he sighed at his sudden desire to express interest in his wife, she looked over at her husband and smiled. He didn't notice, but she looked none the less. she thought of whispering a sweet nothing into his ear, but was afraid that she upset him, and that they'd end up arguing. That was the last time that they'd look at their significant other in such a sincere way without the other knowing, because now they look at each other, and not alone.
By Me.
To You.
Hope You Like.
2 comments:
Beautiful dear- I love it -You described the subtle emotions - which makes it so enchanting... It made my mind want to wander into what happened next... and who these people are.
thank you very muchly! i see more movies than i do stories, so it gets difficult writing what i see in my mind sometimes. i wish i could have ended it a lot more... gracefully, but there were simply not enough hours in the day.
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