I believe that those good “halves” feel, see themselves as they are, and hear each other with their soul, without too many words. And they understand correctly what the other has to say. At least at first. When they’re careful. When they want to see, to hear, to feel. But after a while, they get used to each other and become comfortable. At least one of them, if not both. And comfort gets fatter, the soul shrinks, the halves get bigger, and the shapes don’t fit anymore.
I also believe that people should say what they want: with words, loud and clear, with subject and verb, at least once. Maximum three times. Especially when their souls no longer hear each other correctly.
If you ask more than three times and you don’t get what you need, either he doesn’t hear you, and everything is in vain… cause it doesn’t work to shout at the other soul from behind the garden, or he doesn’t have anything to give, or he doesn’t give a shit anymore. Either way, asking more than three times out loud when you used to receive before you asked… is just… too much, too countryside-like.
