Once upon a time there was a photographer. He used to work as a freelancer for great magazines and newspapers. His love for his girlfriend was in addition to the photography. In Morocco they gave a promise with special rings engraved with Arabian script. They moved together in a condominium. But then New Year’s Eve came and they visited a party, at which she met someone – a girl. She fell in love with her and moved together in the condominium – with him. He was strong and allowed the three-some in the apartment, in life, in bed. Until the new girlfriend of his girlfriend forced her to choose between her and him.
She decided for her and kicked him out of his life.
When I listened to his story I couldn’t help to ask myself: do promises only exist to be broken?
And how much can love stand?
Does traditional love still exist?
My friend – let’s name her Chris – could be described as bisexual. Before she met girls she was in long relationships with men. Now she found a man again (after she had been together with women for many years) and it looks like true love. Currently they’re looking for rings – diamond rings.
So in the end does everything “end up” in “old-school” relationships with marriage, kids and houses?
Chris is happy and this is the most important point. But my friend, who lost his girlfriend is tired of any relationship momentarily and is only looking for distraction – what else?