i can’t explain why but “i love you” / “it’ll pass” is genuinely one of the most comforting pieces of dialogue i’ve ever come across. the context is deliberately sad, the hot priest is walking away from fleabag, choosing religion over love [“oh i don’t know what this feeling is” / “is it god or is it me?”] and it’s SICK because he loves her too [ “i can’t have sex with you because i’ll fall in love with you and if i fall in love with you, i won’t burst into flames, but my life will be fucked”] but like. it’s not a “sad ending” for the sake of being sad and realistic or an unreasonably happy ending preaching love and forever ever-afters. it doesn’t villainize or glorify the concept of love or people. it’s simply speaking the truth in the simplest of words. you’re in love with me and it’s going to make you miserable but it’ll pass. the pain will lessen and that ache in your chest will fade till it’s tolerable. you’ll laugh more often. soon it’ll be easier to get up in the mornings. this is a law, a rule, a fact. no matter how precious that pain is, how inescapable- it’ll pass. even though he’s the hot priest and she’s fleabag and they’re so obviously made to be happily in love w each other- it’ll still pass. it’s how we’re built- to persevere, to survive, to break and be okay again.