I watch movies, and there are no couples in them with their own vocabulary. They don't seem real - in reality every couple has their own words and nicknames, personalized little piles of adorable mind-things. All those sounds and gestures, built up into a life of togetherness and love for each other. What happens to all those things when a split comes? Do all the emotions and little names puff into clouds and float away into a different galaxy? Do they pack their letters and move on to another couple who's just fallen in love? Or are their torn pieces hanging off the trees outside my window, squeaking in the wind, fading in the sun?
Tender togetherness
I watch movies, and there are no couples in them with their own vocabulary. They don't seem real - in reality every couple has their own words and nicknames, personalized little piles of adorable mind-things. All those sounds and gestures, built up into a life of togetherness and love for each other. What happens to all those things when a split comes? Do all the emotions and little names puff into clouds and float away into a different galaxy? Do they pack their letters and move on to another couple who's just fallen in love? Or are their torn pieces hanging off the trees outside my window, squeaking in the wind, fading in the sun?