Why I love you
It seemed like a movie to him. The sun was shining. It was a beautiful day. There she was, such a beautiful woman sitting there across from him, looking at him with such love in her eyes. He could say nothing wrong, do nothing wrong. But it was like so many movies that he had seen that it almost made him laugh.
She was successful. Very successful. He was intelligent, hard working and all the rest but somehow things hadn't worked out so well for him. He'd made a few wrong turns along the way. He didn't even have a job. You wouldn't think it would matter that she was successful and he wasn't as long as they had each other. But it did. How many movies had he seen that had been based on this same theme. You would always think, "It would be great to be married to someone successful. I could handle it." In the end , the guy in the movie never could. He would always end up a drunk, a junkie, or dead. Now here it was happening in real life. And guess who couldn't handle it?
"I don't know why you love me, but I'm glad that you do.", he kept saying to her. She would get that loving look in her eyes and just gaze at him. She knew enough not to argue . Not to try to build him up. When someone was feeling down like that there was nothing you could say. It was what you did that counted. So she just looked at him with all that love gushing out. He would think for awhile, sad, then look up at her and say again,"I don't know why you love me but I'm so glad that you do." They sat like this for some time in the sunshine,holding hands,basking in the warm glow of their love and his sadness.
Just then a big gust of wind came up. It blew an entire page of a newspaper into her body. They both laughed, surprised. She made a movement to get untangled from the paper and let it blow away.
"Wait," he cried. "Let me see that".
They looked closer at the newspaper. It was the employment page. They both laughed uproariously. Suddenly it seemed like a really bad movie in which all the answers to all their problems were on that employment page in an ad that said, "Wanted. Someone just like you to do something you've wanted to do all your life. Large salary."
She looked at him tenderly , laughing and said ,"That's why I love you".
And they looked at each other and everything was all right again. Everything was wonderful. He loved her so much. She always said the right things. He looked through the paper. There was nothing in there for him. It didn't matter. Normally he would have put the paper in his bag so as not to litter the park. But this time it felt right to hold the newspaper up and let the wind take it. They watched it skip across the grass, away from them.
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