"Why don't we talk anymore?"
"Hmm? We're too close to have words between us, maybe."
"I don't think so, Martha. I think we have been quiet for so long that we don't know where to begin. It's too much of an effort to catch up."
"There you go again. Analyzing. Analyzing. Why can't we just not have this stupid discussion!"
"You're escaping the problem. Do you know the saddest thing in our marriage, Martha? There's no storm."
"Isn't that a good thing, you dumbass?"
"You've never delved deeper into my words. Heck, you've not even bothered to delve into my silence. If there's no storm in a relationship, Martha, it means that the relationship's just going on from nothing to nothing."
"I still hold that it's a good thing we don't have your stupid storm. It doesn't have to mean we have nothing to talk about. It just means we're so in sync with each other."
"So shall we float from moment to moment in this so called comfortable silence? Sitting, sleeping, eating, watching tv, grocery shopping..all in utter wordlessness? We spectacularly fail in our marriage and carry this burden like lonesome travellers? Lonely together, you called it once. Is that what you want, Martha?"
"Yes."
"Hmm? We're too close to have words between us, maybe."
"I don't think so, Martha. I think we have been quiet for so long that we don't know where to begin. It's too much of an effort to catch up."
"There you go again. Analyzing. Analyzing. Why can't we just not have this stupid discussion!"
"You're escaping the problem. Do you know the saddest thing in our marriage, Martha? There's no storm."
"Isn't that a good thing, you dumbass?"
"You've never delved deeper into my words. Heck, you've not even bothered to delve into my silence. If there's no storm in a relationship, Martha, it means that the relationship's just going on from nothing to nothing."
"I still hold that it's a good thing we don't have your stupid storm. It doesn't have to mean we have nothing to talk about. It just means we're so in sync with each other."
"So shall we float from moment to moment in this so called comfortable silence? Sitting, sleeping, eating, watching tv, grocery shopping..all in utter wordlessness? We spectacularly fail in our marriage and carry this burden like lonesome travellers? Lonely together, you called it once. Is that what you want, Martha?"
"Yes."
3 comments:
Isn't this something like : Spaces in our togetherness?
*There's no storm*
I loved it. Just loved it.
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Beautiful! These lines kept echoing in my mind since I read your post. "We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year..."
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