What wouldn't I have for you?
I would have a warm bed, endless talks, walks in the open air, books to leaf through, passions to discover, coincidences to find, places to go, tears to hide, moves to halt, fears to kill, certainties to assess, reasons to exist.
What wouldn't you have for me?
You would have empathy, puzzlement, sensitivity, craziness, and love, pure love. But you wouldn't have the courage it takes, or the right answer. You would only, eternally, hesitate, for fear of losing me in this difficult shape I am, in my own little maze of hopeless chances, under your delirious, torturing spell.
I know, I have been there myself. Payback time in life comes sooner or later, and now it is my turn.
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