From madly to ... hope that everything changes

“Jack:
- I realized something so basic… so basic:…
I don’t know you!

Jack realized after two years being with me, that he didn’t know me at all, nor did I know him. And to trully love each other, we need to know the truth about each other, even if it isn't so easy to take. So I told him the truth, which was: I never cheat on him and I also told him that I met Matthew in the afternoon, did not get mad on me because nothing happened… Of course…
I confessed to Jack that the toughest thing for me was to decide to be with someone for good. The idea that this is it, this is the man I’m going to spend the rest of my life with, to decide that I will make the effort to stay and work the things out and not run of the minute there is a problem, it’s very difficult for me.
I told him I cannot be with just one man for the rest of my life. It’s was a lie but I said it anyway. He asked me if I thought that I was a scroll collecting man like nuts to putt away in cold winters. I thought it was quite funny.
But then he said something that hurt my feelings...
The tone changed drastically, then I mist understood what he was saying, I thought he meant he didn’t love me anymore, and that he wanted to break up.
It always fascinates me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all…. nothing….
It hurts so much…
When I feel that someone is going to leave me I attendance to break up first, before I had to hear the whole thing.

Here it is…
One more, one less.
Another waste of love story. I really loved this one…
When I think that it’s over and that I will never see him like this.
Well.. oh yes, I'll bump into him, and we will meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend and act like we had never been together. Then we will slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely… almost.
Always the same for me, break up, break down, drink up, fool around, meet one guy another, fuck around until you forget the one and only. Then after a few months a subtotal emptiness starts again for full love. Desperately look everywhere, and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it’s the one, until that one is gone as well.

There is a moment in life when you can't recover anymore from another break up.
And even if this person, bugs you sixty percent of the time,.. well you still can't live without him. And even if he wakes you, every day by sneezing right in your face… well… you love his sneezes more than anyone else his kissing’s.”

My Words by Julie Delphy in Two days in Paris.