“Why don’t you just ask for love, kindness, compassion and all those among them if that’s what crave?”
“I don’t believe those things exist”
“If you do not believe in love, kindness and compassion. Why do you feel empty?”
“Even if I asked who’d give me them?”
“I’m not loved. Never was. Never will be.”
“That’s a sad thing to think, lady”
“But it’s true, isn’t it?”
“There do are love out there, lady, for everyone”
“Then call me the Unlovable. Because I’m destined not to be loved”
“…And you already accepted that”
“Lady, there’s love for you somewhere. But if you don’t let yourself be loved you definitely will never be.”
“The case is that can’t nor know how to love or be loved”
“Opening up seems like a good start”
“But it sounds like such a scary thing”
“And it’s! But it’s beautiful…and magical at the same time. You might feel vulnerable and exposed, but believe me when I say; being seen by someone is scary, but it pays itself off”
“And how would I do that? How do I open myself to someone if there’s no someone with me?”
“You need to find they first, lady.”
“After I find them what should I do?”
“It sounds so simple when you say like this. You sure you’re telling me it all?”
“Not everyone is a good option to wish to be cared for, lady. But when you find the right one you’ll have to let them in your life, crumb by crumb, that’s how you build the love: you share and you care”
“This seems wise, but I’m afraid to try. Doesn’t love hurt?”
“It can hurt. But even a apple if not bitten right can. You need to learn to take pieces of this love and also give some”
“…I thank you here. I might try this love thing sometime after all”
“I wish luck. And be strong, it might not happen at first, it might not even happen in this life, but it’ll happen sometime”