What Do We Fall in Love With?

 

'What do you mean?' - She asked. 'What do men fall in love with then?'

'Men fall in love with meat' - he replied.

'Sorry what? How can you say that?'

'I am telling you the truth. Men fall in love with meat. They fall in love with a woman's legs, ass, boobs, nice lips, beautiful eyes and the list goes on. Eventually this changes to the mother of their children and so on...'

- What the fuck is he talking about? How can he say that? was the monologue in her head.

'And what about women? What do women fall in love with?'- she asked him again.

'Women fall in love with ideas. They fall in love with the stories a man tells them' - he said.

'Well, I think women fall in love with the potential... Besides, this depends on what kind of a story a man tells her' - she added.

'Kind of' he replied. 'At this moment, however, we are talking about wise women...'

'Don't tell me though, that men do not fall in love with ideas' - she added.

He remained silent.

'Well, perhaps men fall in love with her father's money... but that's it.' - he replied.

She didn't want to keep the conversation going. These were harsh truths for a hopeless romantic to listen to. 

Could it be possible that this man had never fallen in love?

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