You are selfish.
No, I am stubborn.
You put walls up, you won't let me in.
Yes, It took a long time to build.
I can't break it down.
No, you have to knock at the gate.
I want in, I want control.
No, you need to respect my boundries,
Please let me in?
Yes, you might get to come in and stay.
How long can I stay?
I don't know. For awhile? Forever?
Can I come in?
That's up to you.
You let others in before me.
Yes, and they are gone now.
I want it to only be me.
There isn't anyone else in here.
I can still smell their pressence in the air.
No, you can see the scars they left in the wall.
Did they leave you... and I only get what they left behind?
No, I asked them to leave, they never got passed the entrance.
Will you let me go further in?
Don't you see? Look around. You already are.
It's pretty here. I like it.
Thank you.
Can I move this over to the other side?
NO, it's mine to move. It's mine to change.
You are selfish.
No, I am stubborn.
You put walls up, you won't me in.
I built this wall brick by brick.
I want to tear it down.
You can't. You don't have to. You are already on the other side.
But there were others here before me, I can see their etchings on the wall.
Those are not thier marks, they are mine.
Why did you make them?
To remind me that although I am scarred, I am not broken.
Is one of those marks for me?
Yes.
Which one?
The large opening you walked through.
Do you have any questions for me?
Yes, why are you walking so slowly?
Because my bags are heavy.
Can I help you carry them?
No, they are my burden.
I am good at carrying bags, I am stronger than I look.
Can you hold this one?
Yes. Wow. It's lighter than I thought.
Open it.
It's empty.
Let's leave it then.
How about another one?
Okay. Here is the heaviest.
Can I open it too?
Yes.
Why, it's just a bag full of rocks. I don't want that in my garden.
They have been with me a long time.
Let's put them back on the other side.
We don't need them?
No, not here.
I feel so much better.
Me too. I can't see my wall anymore.
Do you mind carrying this one? I'd like to hold your hand.
Okay. If we both carry a bag we can progress faster.
Ah, yes much better. I like holding your hand.
You aren't holding my hand.
I'm not?
No, you are holding my heart.
Can I keep it?
If we can leave the other bags and you hold it with both of your hands.
I don't know if I can let them go.
Then I am going to have to ask you to leave.
You are selfish.
No I am stubborn.
I want to own your heart.
It's mine to give. You can hold it for now. But you have to give everything else up.
I can't. I need my bags.
You are selfish.
No I am stubborn.
Please let go of your bags and hold my heart.
I have been carrying them a long time.
All the more reason to let them go.
I want to own your heart.
You already do.
Let go of the bags and you will see it too.
How long can I stay?
Forever, if you choose to.
Comments
Very impressive. This can be read so many different ways, the dialog is compelling.
I like the question towards the end. "How long can I stay?" - fits very well with the context.
Thank you for sharing.
I love it.
fantastic!
If we can leave the other bags and you hold it with both of your hands.
i love this - something i will definately be able to read over and over again and continue to appreciate
thank you