Our love is a null hypothesis

I was thinking that our love is a null hypothesis, and is always going to be like that. Is the falseable premise we together have to find out as true. I think that the pleasure of it resides on the stamina we both have to hold the truth and the patience to clear it.

Let me explain myself a little bit more. We met one night, a sunny night. The words were not important we just wanted to decorate the time with them to see our eyes, nose, ears, hair, chin and mouth for long. We wanted more of that and we kept talking. Then we wanted more of that but with more detail and we kissed each other. We wanted more, and then we figured that we wanted to know more about who we really are, now words really matter and the hypothesis about if I really love you or if you really love me stands as far as it can go.

It is a primary hypothesis, we just want to know if it is true or not and I want to call love to that badly termed feeling of "missing you" I think this is an embryonic state of love. Then in time we already know that it is happening. Now we just want to break this hypothesis down being ourselves. If it works out then our love is true... but only for one second, just that euphoric moment of realization that we both had testing each other about our love and this was just as we sought ourselves in a fraction of time. But we change after two seconds, and then a new test should be addressed in order to challenge our love following the cycle forever. Then our love becomes a null hypothesis, a theory to be constructed and reconstructed, our love have become falsifiable. 

I just think that the love that lasts longer consist on accepting the challenge of finding the truth, even thought we both know that dancing around it forever we will never finding it as an absolute value. But the thing is that we decide to decorate the process with elegant moves, steps and songs. That as an hypothesis about you and me stands maybe... waiting to be tested once, twice and so one and so forth maybe... expecting surprises, finding the unexpected bitter or acid, sweety or salty flavor behind. That richness of dilemmas that could surround us could make us shine and the overcoming of them could mean eternity.

But eternity is a huge term for some people. This is just too much for some others, and a precious term for others. But personally even if eternity is too heavy sometimes. I still really love it however I love diversity too, I love oscillations, vibrations, resonances, interferences, additivity and silences and of course death.

This text is silly, and brutally ignorant about experiences in life. Is extremely romantic and naive. But who cares? Maybe only me.