Dependent Independence?

You live your life as per your whims and fancies.
Design your decisions by yourself.
You create your own happiness.
You compose melancholy for yourself.
You dance. You laugh.
You travel. You eat.
You drink. You smoke.
You rant. You cry.

And one fine day someone steps in your life.
Quietly. Without your knowledge. Yet with your permission.

Now there is an opinion you want to take while making your decisions.
You are no more the only person responsible for your happiness and sadness.
You are dependent now. Or maybe your independence is dependent.
Because you still dance, laugh, travel, eat, drink, smoke, rant, cry.
But with that someone.
You are not alone now.

Does complete liberty come with aloneness?
Can you continue being a freewheeling soul while being attached to another soul?
Should this connection be looked upon as enslavement even minutely?

Maybe... Maybe that someone will liberate you further.
Maybe they would just stand beside you, making sure that you don't fall as you balance on a water pipe below the terrace railing, gazing at the deep view of the world and trying to conquer your fear of heights.

So maybe you are not really depended on that someone, but on your own perception.

And then you never know, you might fall in love with that dependent independence despite its odds.