I had a BBM conversation yesternight with a female contact of mine whom I have been into for a while now think will make a good writer if she can just drop her ego and pick up her writing pen as I keep persuading her to! We had this unplanned and spontaneous conversation which I think will make Jane Austen turn in her grave with envy. Okay, don’t let me bore you with too much prelude and let’s go straight to business!
Time check: 8:42pm
HAROLD: Hello dear, the one with an infectious smile. I have a confession: do you know you always make me lost for words? I mean, I just can’t fathom how to get you out of my system, hard as I try….. You are soothing syrup to my throbbing heart.
MISS X: I seem to be quite parasitic? Choking and infiltrating your system? Am I a virus? Mr Harold!
HAROLD: A necessary virus. Yes.
MISS X: Oh Harold! You won’t kill me with your words!
HAROLD: Listen dear. My being is a whole picture. But a pixel is missing from the piece. What do you think of replacing the missing pixel? What do you think of fixing me to perfection? Please do tell, I pray thee.
MISS X: I say vanquish all thoughts of me. My dear, they will cause nothing but doom…I’m saddled with so many flaws, I can’t bring you anything but sadness and regret, I can’t be your missing pixel, for your sake and mine, I will consume your soul and leave nothing but an empty shell that will be swallowed by a whirlpool of darkness.
HAROLD: Living in darkness with you is better than existing alone in daylight. Together, we can overcome our darkness. Heck! We can make the light envious of our radiating darkness. Listen to your heart, and not your head. Let this feeling be mutual. Give yourself a chance to experience life from another perspective – the perspective of “us”. I don’t promise that it will be perfect. Life is never perfect. But i promise it shall be beautiful – even with all it’s uncertainties and ugliness. Give yourself a chance to live again.
MISS X: With me you’ll never know happiness; there’ll be no light, not even the slightest glimmer, with me you’ll only know pain, which will never fade, till the end of your existence, and that end will be certain because I am who I am, a silent siren, that will not only entice you but drown you in Poseidon’s sea….Pray thee, vanquish me from thy memory… Heed my warning foolish mortal, do not dream of impossible things…. Why are we even having this conversation?! What will the world think of this?
HAROLD: Nay nay my lady. Let the world cook its thoughts. They may think we are insane,but we know we are insane – insanely in love with the ideas of us together.
For all your promise of pain is worth, it may interest you to know that Cupid’s arrow always had a special touch to its tip – and it always wasn’t a touch of death. I have been prepared for your touch – yea, your touch of pain, for this I know will only consume my being for the better of us both – just like cupid’s arrow. I still stand on my plea, my Lady. Be my Psyche and I, your Cupid.
MISS X: Cupid cannot love; just as I cannot….he may bestow it on others but never himself… This heart of mine shall forever remain immune. Cupid’s bow can never pierce what it will never find; locked away in a silver chained box it shall remain, away from hurt, harm and man. To love is a weakness I cannot allow, a weakness I will not allow…
Time check: 9:53pm
At this juncture, we both cut the crap and said our goodnights because we had to wake up early this morning for work! D*mn the work!
Imagine we were really setting P with each other both meant this conversation (didn’t we?), what chance do you think I really have with a woman this worded and strong-willed? Have you had such an experience? How did you finally break her/his defence?