Conversations- Matters Of Intimacy
Him: I want to hear you play the violin.
Her: No, no way. I suck at it.
Him: Everybody sucks at the beginning. Then you get better at it.
Her: True. . But how do I play knowing it isn’t good enough?
Him: That’s for me to decide whether you’re good or not.
Her: You should know that I have never played for anybody. Ever.
Him: I do know that. You should know that I will always cherish it.
Her: My music?
Him: Yes. But also, that you played for me. It means something to me.
Her: How could it mean anything at all?
Him: I don’t know. . There’s something intimate about having your girl play for you.
Her: How is this intimate? We are not even with each other right now.
Him: You get closer to a person when they show a part of themselves only to you, right? That is how intimacy transcends. It goes beyond just the presence of a physical element. Kind of like music.
Her: You are like music to me.
Him: We all are to somebody. We all are.