Girls and boys are silly

(This is story. Not based on real events)

As the credits started to roll for Breakfast at Tiffany's, two friends watched them go by. One was a girl, one was a boy. Both had been friends and had lived next door to each other for as long as they could remember.

"So did you like the movie?" The boy asked casually. Flipping the TV off, the girl shrugged. "It was pretty good but..."

"But?"

"Well, just what Paul said is bothering me. At the very end. How Holly belongs to him since he loves her... you know, it really confuses me. People don't own other people. That's not what love is, right? I don't know, I've never experienced it before. But... that doesn't entitle one ownership of another person. Especially since Paul's feelings were... sort of unrequited?"

"We both know that kiss fest at the end suggests otherwise." the boy teased. "And in the process, they were squishing poor cat." The girl giggled, and continued.

"I know. But, it's just... I just think that love is a choice you know? Destiny has absolutely nothing do to with it. You know, I heard somewhere if that if we had soul mates, one would meet them every 2000 years. Or was it 20,000? Either way, that far longer than forever in human years."

"Really, I don't think Paul or Holly were right. Well, I guess they are right in their own ways... the definition of love is not universal; it's different for everyone. But their definitions seem... flawed, you know?"

"Well... if I can put my input in this..." he began.

"People are just people. We don't belong to anyone. Not even ourselves. We just live, and love sometimes comes with it. It doesn't have to be romantic love or anything. Just love, mostly platonic. But if you get the chance to find someone you want to spend that moment with, by all means, do. Just remember that it won't go on forever. We've both been enough relationships to know that is complete and utter bullshit."

"Right" the girl nodded. "I... used to think that I belonged to one person. But I grew up. And I figured... I think I belong to the world. I think everyone does. Not society, not humans, just the world. I know that makes no sense but... you know who I want to spend this moment with, right here right now? You. Does that mean I love you romantically? I guess, but really why is it so complicated. I just want to spend my time with you now."

"You're right. We'll think about tomorrow later." A giant grin stretched across the boy's face. "Because I want to spend right now with you too. How about we go out and get some ice cream. I'll drive."