House sat at the bar nursing a glass of Scotch as he had become accustomed to doing as of late. This evening Wilson sat down beside him as House turned up the shot.
"Bartender", House beckoned him, another "Scotch" for me and a "Shirley Temple"for the innocent looking one.
"Wilson", keep the lectures short because I have a hot woman waiting on me at home.
Yes I was wondering why you would be at a bar when you have her waiting for you at home? Then I remembered you are in amor with Cuddy.
"You are not as much fun as you use to be Wilson."
"House", I went por the apartment and Dominica said you hadn't been coming início until the early morning hours or very late at night. I also noticed there are blankets and pillows on the couch.
"I asked her about it", and she said, "you had not slept with her since the wedding vows."
Bartender give the gentleman whatever he wants, and as House laid a one hundred dollar bill down, he left the bar.
Wilson was not far behind him.
"What are you doing House?"
You invite Cuddy to the wedding to punish her and then you punish the bride. When is the "demolition of hearts" over House? When will it be seguro again for us to breathe?
House turned and started walking towards Wilson.
"I didn't get married to punish Cuddy." I wanted her to stop me. I wanted her to change her mind.
"House!" "Why didn't you just talk to her?"
"Wilson", leave me alone! "Go away!" I don't want your help and I don't need it!
House why can't you just let someone in?
"House got on his bike and got ready to crank it."
House, "don't drive in this condition."
I have no condition Wilson! No matter how hard I try to purge myself of the pain it never goes away.
"House how long are you going to continue running away?"
"What do you want to hear Wilson?" I screwed up! "I lost the best thing I have ever had!"
"Is that what you want to hear?"
"I wish she would take me back!"
"Is that what you want to hear?"
Truth is Wilson, "it turns out my father was right."
"Failure must be punished." I failed her on every level. I couldn't work through my fears and I couldn't help her with hers. I left her alone and I can never get that moment back.
"House maybe you can try and talk to her." Tell her.
"Tell her what?" I can do better? That I need her? That I amor her? All words.
"Actions speak louder than words", that is what I told her. So my actions spoke to her.
"House" if you could say something now, "what would you say?"
"I would tell you to leave me alone!"
"As Wilson looked at House he could see the humbleness in him and the pain." House.....
I would tell her that I am lost without her. I would tell her that she did make me better.
As Wilson looked at his friend he had never seen him so vulnerable. He had never seen him in so much pain.
She was the most beautiful thing I ever had in my life and I screwed it up.
"Bartender", House beckoned him, another "Scotch" for me and a "Shirley Temple"for the innocent looking one.
"Wilson", keep the lectures short because I have a hot woman waiting on me at home.
Yes I was wondering why you would be at a bar when you have her waiting for you at home? Then I remembered you are in amor with Cuddy.
"You are not as much fun as you use to be Wilson."
"House", I went por the apartment and Dominica said you hadn't been coming início until the early morning hours or very late at night. I also noticed there are blankets and pillows on the couch.
"I asked her about it", and she said, "you had not slept with her since the wedding vows."
Bartender give the gentleman whatever he wants, and as House laid a one hundred dollar bill down, he left the bar.
Wilson was not far behind him.
"What are you doing House?"
You invite Cuddy to the wedding to punish her and then you punish the bride. When is the "demolition of hearts" over House? When will it be seguro again for us to breathe?
House turned and started walking towards Wilson.
"I didn't get married to punish Cuddy." I wanted her to stop me. I wanted her to change her mind.
"House!" "Why didn't you just talk to her?"
"Wilson", leave me alone! "Go away!" I don't want your help and I don't need it!
House why can't you just let someone in?
"House got on his bike and got ready to crank it."
House, "don't drive in this condition."
I have no condition Wilson! No matter how hard I try to purge myself of the pain it never goes away.
"House how long are you going to continue running away?"
"What do you want to hear Wilson?" I screwed up! "I lost the best thing I have ever had!"
"Is that what you want to hear?"
"I wish she would take me back!"
"Is that what you want to hear?"
Truth is Wilson, "it turns out my father was right."
"Failure must be punished." I failed her on every level. I couldn't work through my fears and I couldn't help her with hers. I left her alone and I can never get that moment back.
"House maybe you can try and talk to her." Tell her.
"Tell her what?" I can do better? That I need her? That I amor her? All words.
"Actions speak louder than words", that is what I told her. So my actions spoke to her.
"House" if you could say something now, "what would you say?"
"I would tell you to leave me alone!"
"As Wilson looked at House he could see the humbleness in him and the pain." House.....
I would tell her that I am lost without her. I would tell her that she did make me better.
As Wilson looked at his friend he had never seen him so vulnerable. He had never seen him in so much pain.
She was the most beautiful thing I ever had in my life and I screwed it up.
When does amor become something we need, rather than something we want? amor was seen as something special a long time ago. Now amor is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. amor is common currency when you are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older you get. Do we not care about the substance of what amor was and not what it has been made into today por commercialisation from American filmes and televisão commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience amor for real, can we comment and judge others who are in Love. amor means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of amor is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? amor is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.