“I love you” he said
“Why do you say that?” James asked
Smiling down at the child he states “I say it because you fill my heart with joy”
“How do you know your heart is filled, is there a meter somewhere?” the boy asks, looking at the man with curiosity and half expecting a gauge to pop out of an arm
“You just know” said the man “it’s a feeling I get when I see you, when I spend time with you”
“If you didn’t spend time with me this love would go away?” James asked
“No, no” chuckled the man “I’ll always love you”
Love, James decided, was a complicated thing
Another thing he struggled with understanding – love, fear, sadness, hate. People would often say they “missed him” but their explanations and definitions of missing weren’t logical at all – how can just the absence of his presence affect anything at all – that’s not how the universe works. For things to be affected something has to be there and he was nowhere near those people who “missed him”.
Humans, James decided, were a complicated thing. (more…)
