Ulysses and Collette

August 23, 2015

Marx Journal:

Ulysses and Collette

It was September of ’95 when I met a couple in café de papillon solitaire nearby my office. It is a French theme café where I used to hangout during my break I read poetries from random poets or sometimes write stuffs at my journal, drink a hot coffee and eat cheese cake. I’ve become a friend of the couple and the story of our friendship is way too complicated to tell. They are in between their 20’s and they love hanging out on this café too, the man’s name is Ulysses and the woman’s name is Collette. They are both lovely as they look; Ulysses is a writer in our local newspaper, he writes about random people across this city, while Collette is one of the publishers of the said newspaper.

Their relationship is full of unsaid things, they don’t talk often, but they’ve always been together day and night. Their day only consisted with words of “Where do you want to eat?” or “What do you want to eat?” surely they know where to go so they don’t have to ask that. Their Good morning is a smack in a forehead and their good night’s is a simple smile. They have this kind of non-verbal type of relationship. Their actions becomes a metaphor of the words they wanted to tell to each other. The feelings flows over said things. They know they love each other.

One day I asked Ulysses how they know they love each other. Yes! Actions are more expressive than words but a day without an intimate conversation between a lovers is hard to bear. He answered me a simple words he told me that love consists of everything: Loyalty, Trust, Respect and many more, love is a feeling not a behavior, you’re in love when you are happy being with one person without having a words or even actions. Love is not complicated, it is so simple that people forgotten the real meaning of it, and people don’t understand simplicity because they look for more.

I later ask Collette the same question, she answered that she believes what Ulysses...