I asked her ....
What compels people to think they're in love?!
I've been brought up in japan, where the concept of love is so unlike the Hollywood version.
Love in japan is honor, respect, logic... none of this sappy bullshit you see everyday (as entertaining as it is).
I've grown up with that and i've tried the Hollywood style... doesn't work.
I've gone back to the love that doesn't involve chocolate or roses or pillow talk.
I love aspects of him, the fact that he's intellectual and educated, the fact that he's funny and social... and i also hate things about him, but these things i can take care of, or can easily let go, or work on them with him.
I know well enough that if anything happens to break us apart, my spirit will be destroyed for a long time.. and i might go on with my life, but i think... i believe, that i'll regret not being with him for the rest of my life.
I hate me when i'm like that.
It's weak!
She also mentioned she wished she never needed anyone, that she'd rather be loved than being in love.
But isn't that cowardly of you Gee?
It's not cowardly, it's just a luxury, the best in the world!To conclude i inquired if she ever suffers any physical manifestations of love.
A heavy jumpy heart... Weak knees...
Any of that mushy crap.
Well, yeah, but i think that's because i used to smoke....
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