I Love You

I admitted my love only twice. First time the reason was my principle: it was just necessary after two years of persistent race for you: at last I caught him and whispered: «I love you!» And he was defeated! That’s all! After that – sex…and emptiness! Some experience.

Second time I simply could not upset the person. Igor. You love me? Yes! And you? I? Probably! He has written me a message at the New Year’s Eve: «I probably maybe love you ». Perhaps, this was the best of all recognitions addressed to me. It made me suffer and simultaneously pleased me. Do you want to know what’s my biggest conflict with these three words? – I do not see the reason to say them at all. I do not belong to you, you do not belong to me, there is no me to you and you to me, together we are love. Love is everywhere when we are together; and we are above all the human mere feelings and especially words; we belong to this feeling and we feel it…Don’t tell me what you feel – show me! Speak to me but using the language of love.                                                                                                                                                                                      

                                                                                            (3.03.05)