I am reading a great book called "The Buried Giant". It is another book out by Kazuo Ishiguro, the man who wrote "Never Let Me Go". In this story, like in Never Let Me Go, he explores this idea: If you were to prove that you loved someone, if your life or your time together depended on it, how would you go about proving it. To this end, he follows an elderly couple, a couple who, by a trick of magic or fate, have lost all their memories of their time together, however, it is through their fondest memories that they are supposed to determine wether or not they are in love.

It is so beautiful it makes me tear up listening to it. It is beautiful, because even without their memories, you can tell that they love each other, or tell at least that the man Axel adores his "princess" Beatrice. He worries after her aches and pains, worries that he doesn't make her angry or upset, not because he is afraid of her, because I have dated men like this, but because she is so precious to him that he cannot bear the thought of her being in pain.

Then, I went on a date.

Is it... something that takes time, feeling that way? Or should you feel it? Is it wrong to say "yes" to date two without it? Do I love? Or am I just afraid of being alone? I am the second, but am I just? Oh, heavy head, I am heading to rest now. Maybe it'll all be much clearer in the morning.

aww... such man is almost extinct.
» renaye on 2015-05-19 11:09:08

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