Once upon a time, there was a bird. He was adorned with 2 perfect wings and w glossy, colourful marvellous feathers. In short, he was a creature made to fly about freely in the sky, bringing joy to everyone who saw him.
One day, a woman saw this bird and fell in love with hi, She watched his flight, her mouth wide in amazement. She invited the bird to fly with her, and the 2 travelled across the sky in perfect harmony. She admired and venerated and celebrated that bird.
But then she thought: he might want to visit far-off mountains! And she was afriad, afraid that she would never feel the same way about any other bird. And she felt envy, envy for the bird's ability to fly.
And she felt alone.
And she thought: 'I'm going to set a trap. The next time the bird appears, he will never leave again.'
The bird, who was also in love, returned the following day, fell into the trap and was put in a cage.
........... Now that she had the bird and no longer needed to woo him, she began to lose interest. The bird, unable to fly, and express the true meaning of his life. begain to waste away..
One day, the bird died. The woman felt terribly sad and spent all her time thinking about him. But she did not remember the cage, she thought only of the day when she had seem him for the first time, flynig contentedly amongst the clouds.
If she had looked more deeply into herself, she would have realised what had thrilled her about the bird was his freedom, the energy of his wings in motion.Extract from Paulo Coelho's Eleven MInutes

It seems to be common conception that when 2 people are in love they should be together. They enjoy every waking minute together, partake in mutual activities, but can this be read as consuming one's freedom?

Right now, my relationships are based on freedom, because no other relationship would work.

I have a relationship with someone, and what makes us different is that we both know that are special to each other, shared special moments and this feeling will always remain
Perhaps that was the only reason they loved each other, because they knew they did not need each other.
Perhaps. Although I wouldnt call it love. Just..( in your words hah) a rather different friendship.

This seems so contradicting. But seriously, if I were to have anything with someone right now, I want it to be based all on moments. It is the only way the relationship will last, where no one ties us down.

Does this make sense?