“The fact that you cannot get everything from one person alone. If and when you think you might, it’s no more than an ephemeral mirage that leaves you empty, disappointed and disoriented as soon as it disappears. And how exactly does one manage to constantly find something more intense than the previous experience? The next thrill always needs to be somewhat more intense, somehow different and better than the one before it, otherwise the frustration is what increases and not the relief, the forgetfulness… But you don’t need any of that, do you? You find solace in simple things and even if I normally despise that, I guess I’m a bit jealous too – everything is so much simpler, your sort of happiness is so much easier to reach, isn’t it?”
For a moment, Paul had to convince himself he was wrong in thinking she was trying to offend him; everything in his way of being prevented him from accepting that a person so dear to him would belittle his life even accidentally, much less on purpose. His words died in a shameful silence when looking at her sad, hopeless eyes.
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