-Do you trust me?
-If you trust me first.
-I trust you
-Sure?
-Yes
-Then marry me
-I'll marry you if you admit that respect, admiration and trust equal love.
-OK. They equal love.
What is trust, anyway? Neither Maria nor Mathew should trust their closest ones. They meet on a critical day of their lives, in the darkest most desperate alley they have ever been in. They help each other. They respect and admire each other since they are so different, being both disadjusted. Do these ingredients make love? They never do. Since all that bonds Mathew and Maria lives in their heads, that could anytime be blown away by the handgranade Mathew carries in his pocket, or any other random factor. Love lives behind the gates that anger and pain have locked up, without re-opening date. Feelings have built their quarters in the chore of this mined, locked up, field.
Trust becomes far more vital than romance. A feeling of brotherhood in arms. I won't let you fall. I won't let you die alone. I am here. You are here.
-If you trust me first.
-I trust you
-Sure?
-Yes
-Then marry me
-I'll marry you if you admit that respect, admiration and trust equal love.
-OK. They equal love.
What is trust, anyway? Neither Maria nor Mathew should trust their closest ones. They meet on a critical day of their lives, in the darkest most desperate alley they have ever been in. They help each other. They respect and admire each other since they are so different, being both disadjusted. Do these ingredients make love? They never do. Since all that bonds Mathew and Maria lives in their heads, that could anytime be blown away by the handgranade Mathew carries in his pocket, or any other random factor. Love lives behind the gates that anger and pain have locked up, without re-opening date. Feelings have built their quarters in the chore of this mined, locked up, field.
Trust becomes far more vital than romance. A feeling of brotherhood in arms. I won't let you fall. I won't let you die alone. I am here. You are here.
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