Daily Dialogue: The Piracy Drug

For 20 minutes, I put two women together and let them talk. Usually, it’s out of thin air, but today I gave myself a bit of help with the title. I have no idea where it’ll take me, so I hope it’ll be a little fun.

Loss
I missed you.

Despair
Should I say the same?

Loss
I’d like you to.

Despair
What’s the point?

Loss
I can see why it’s been years since we last spoke.

Despair
Why did you come back to me?

Loss
Because I need someone, and I’m so desperate that I had to come to you.

Despair
You can make a gal feel really wanted, sometimes.

Loss
Likewise.

Despair
I’m Despair. My whole purpose in life is to make myself and others feel as unwanted as I can. What’s your excuse?

Loss
I’m confused.

Despair
What about?

Loss
Something was stolen from me.

Despair
Part and parcel of your namesake, dear.

Loss
I know, but this is different. I liked it this time.

Despair
You liked someone stealing from you? Have you been drinking toilet water?

Loss
It’s not as dirty as you think, and no.

Despair
Well, you can keep drinking toilet water.

Loss
I haven’t been drinking toilet water.

Despair
Then what the fuck? How can you enjoy something being taken from you? What did they take?

Loss
It was something I thought people forgot about. Something I know people forgot about. You can’t buy it anymore and no one makes it.

Despair
What was it?

Loss
I have no idea. I’m lousy with keeping things, so I stopped remembering everything I had.

Despair
How did you know it was stolen, then?

Loss
Because I felt that it was gone, like all things missed from me. Just as I feel, unlike the countless things gone, what was stolen is being put to better use.

Despair
I still don’t understand why you came to me.

Loss
I want you to steal something from me.

Despair
I’m not a thief. Why?

Loss
Because I love the feeling the last theft gave me. I want you to steal and steal until there’s nothing left but the feeling. And I want you to steal that, too.

Despair
Leaving you with despair.

Loss
Leaving me with you.

Despair
Strange way to ask for a date.

Loss
To know that you have everything that makes me feel magnificent, and that all I’ll have is you… makes me ecstatic and miserable.

Despair
And misery loves company. You didn’t ask how I’d feel about being with you.

Loss
You came to me, having no reason to. That says more than an answer to any question I could ask.

Despair
Where do I start?

Loss
My love… Steal my love.

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