The incomplete stitching of the mock pocket of Jens’ shirt makes me ponder the definition of the word completeness. We always hear people say to their lover “you complete my life” from movies and songs, but then if your own life is completed by someone else already, what would be the interest and motivation of your remaining life? So the perfect solution would be one where your life is completed at the moment you slip away from the world.
Sadly, we are living in such a dynamic era where things we want don’t really match with the time we want them to come. We are trying too hard just to look for that perfect moment while perfection won’t emerge unless you create it. So words are just…words, what matters more is how you present those words. Hence being a sensational living creature, women still can’t resist when a man say “you complete my life”. And I think that’s the beauty of communications between opposite sexes.