Random piece, Inspired by a narrative hook. Options

[motherdahlia]

This is a little something I did to the narrative hook: "It wasn't about you and me." Any comments appreciated.

"It wasn't about you or me. It wasn't about us. It wasn't about your two personalities. It wasn't about my 1,500, growing everyday.

No. This was about fear. Pure and complete fear.

Humans are insecure, naturally. We adore security, we feed on it. We'll do anything to attain that last shred of security no matter what the costs. We'll screw ourselves up and start relationships that we know are doomed because of one thing, and that's security.

But most kinds of security only portray the allusion of it.

You needed security. I needed security. Everything we do in life is because of our own weaknesses and trying to compensate for it. We can talk about courage and strength, but it's all a bunch of crap.

Why are you strong? Why are you courageous? Because of your weaknesses. You have to be strong or you wouldn't be important. You wouldn't be secure. You'd be nothing.

And isn't that our worst fear? To be nothing? To be forgotten?

But you and me. You and me figured this out long before we met. We knew all about security. We knew all about using people to attain this but staying close enough apart not to screw things up.

This was easy for a while. Use someone and toss them aside like a condom. Worthless.

But then I met you. You little genius. You knew what I was all about. You saw right through me but I saw right through you too.

And the moment when we told ourselves, enough security. We've gotten our fill for the year. The moment we wanted to get out, we couldn't.

Well, what now?

No, this was never about you and me. We were afraid of insecurity so we used people. But what happens when you meet someone who you can't leave? What happens when you feel glued to someone even though you hate every cell that's inside of them, every being, every hair, every word that comes out of their mouth? What happens when you can't get out?

And now instead of being afraid of insecurity we're afraid of this security. Now, we're trapped.

And now we're screwed.

No. This was never about you and me. And I doubt it ever will be."

Thanks, everyone.