Love is all you need

People laugh at me, but I don’t care: they can’t feel what I feel. It’s easy to always be cynical and dismissive — but faith is hard; love is hard. And my faith tells me that Angelina Jolie loves me.

Whenever I see her beautiful face, I can feel it. And when I close my eyes and look inward, I know it’s true. My relationship with Angie is the most meaningful thing in my life — I’m nothing without her. Though we’re apart for now, I know we’ll be together eventually, if only I have faith in her. As Angie said in Original Sin: “You cannot walk away from love.”

Some people tell me I’m out of touch with reality, that I need to face facts: Angelina lives with Brad Pitt (curse him) and is raising his children, while I’ve never even spoken to her in person. But so what? That doesn’t prove she doesn’t secretly love me. I trust Angie completely, and I’m sure she has good reasons for everything she does, even if I don’t understand her plan right now. To doubt her would be to disrespect her.

Come to think of it, the skeptics who deny my love are being extremely disrespectful (and offensive). Who are they to question my heartfelt convictions? Why do they want to take away my source of joy and comfort? Anyway, “facts” are irrelevant when it comes to feelings; “reason” has nothing to say about love and happiness. Just like Angie told us in Playing by Heart: “Talking about love is like dancing about architecture.”

By the way: the skeptics always seem to ignore the fact that my relationship with Angie has made me a better person. In all things, I try to do what Angie would want me to do — to make her proud of me. I used to smoke, but I gave it up for her. Just yesterday, I was about to take some money from a homeless guy’s cup, but then I thought of how Angie sacrificed herself in Wanted, and I didn’t do it. If that doesn’t prove Angie’s love for me is real, what could?

I don’t care if no one believes me. No one believed Angie in Changeling when she said her son was an imposter, but she followed her heart and she was right.

You’ll have to excuse me now: every day at sunset I watch both Tomb Raiders back to back, and then I write another love letter to Angie. After that I’ll probably go fight with my neighbor Billy — that deluded weirdo thinks Angelina loves him more than me!