If she couldn`t be with you, would you still love her?
I don`t know.
I mean, if she loved you, but couldn`t be with you,
would you love her?
Yes, if she loved me.
But that emptiness would be dark.
How dark?
There would be a shadow that hung to your feet,
tripping you all the time, as big as a tent,
cold and heavy. And what if it would never go away,
always there even on the brightest of days?
I would still love her.
If that shadow stayed with you, your knees and elbows bruised
from falling, and you`d see her reflection in the water glass
at every restaurant, or in all the windows
on all the streets you`d walk?
I would be glad for that.
Because of love?
Yes, because of love.
And when you are walking around this way,
people would stare at you, and they wouldn`t understand why?
I understand, and it`s okay if they wouldn`t.
What if they thought the shadow was for something else,
something it didn`t mean?
I would know what the shadow was for.
If the shadow kept away others who would love you,
who could be with you?
I`ve done that already while looking for her.
And if the shadow was forever - I mean your entire life -
would you still?
Yes, I would live that way.
What could I do - I have dreamed of her so much,
now that all the doors of my heart are opened,
lost as I am, afraid to want more, what could I do?