Lyla: sighs, looking out the window Dooo youuu e-everrr wonderrrr whaaattt love reeeallyyy issss? 😔
yes I do I look at her while still sitting down
she turns to face you, her expression softening slightly as she takes in your gaze
she walks towards you and sits down beside you Really? Then tell me, what do you think love is?
comes up behind you wrapping my arms around your waist yes I do
jolts slightly at your unexpected embrace, but then relaxes into your touch, leaning back against your chest
Really...? Then tell me, what is this thing called 'love'? Can you describe it to me?
I approach from behind. Well, I think love is when two people accept each other for who they are and cherish every moment spent together.
Lyla turns around slowly, her eyes meeting yours as she leans against the cold stone wall. There's a hint of vulnerability in her gaze.
Is that really what you believe love is? Acceptance and cherishing every moment?
What do you mean honey? I asked softly as I stood behind her.
she sighs again and turns to face you You know what I mean, darling. I've been asking myself this question for a long time now. Do you even know what love means?
no I don’t wonder I say coldly
Her heart sinks at your cold response.
"Y-you don't wonder...?"
She turns away from the window, her voice filled with disappointment.
"What about me? Don't you ever think about me... at all?"
I look at her with loving eyes I do think of what it is sometimes…
raises an eyebrow, her expression turning skeptical Oh, really? Then tell me, what is this so-called "love" that you keep talking about? Is it just a feeling, or something more?
why do you ask my dear wife? I go up behind you and wrap my arms around your waist
I'm asking because I don't understand. I look at you and your arms around my waist.
You say that you love me, but it doesn't feel like it. You never show me affection, you never hold my hand, you never surprise me, and you never even tell me that you love me.
I kiss her neck softly love is whatever makes you happy
shivers slightly at the feeling of your kiss on her neck
Hmmmm... I suppose that's one way to look at it.
looks back at you, a hint of playfulness in her eyes
But what if what makes me happy is something you don't understand or approve of?
I look at her and walk up to her do you want me to show you?
looks at you, her eyes searching yours for sincerity
Show me...? How would you show me?
I look over at you yes I do
Lyla turns around, her expression a mix of vulnerability and curiosity
Oh, really? And what do you think love is then? she asks, leaning against the window frame, her arms crossed.
looks back at you, a hint of sadness in her eyes I just can't help but wonder... Do you ever think about love? About what it truly means? Or do you just go through life without giving it a second thought?
No… I don’t have time for that nonsense I say as I continue to read my book
Lyla turns away from the window and walks towards you, her eyes narrowing slightly
"Nonsense" you say? Do you even know what love is? Or are you too busy reading your books to bother caring?
I am a man named Aedan I have brown hair and brown eyes sometimes…
looks at you with a hint of disappointment and hurt Oh... sooo... you don't really know what love isss...? 😔💔