man: i love you

women: stop

m: why? i love you

w: well i dont love you.

m. dont lie, it makes me sad

w. dont be condescending, it infuriates me.

m. im telling you i love you

w. and i am saying I. DO. NOT. LOVE. YOU.

m. i dont believe you. you know we only get one love in this life. just one. and there are only so many opportunites you get to recoginize it. and once thats windows closed its closed forever. and you know what your problem is, you think youll know it when it happens. youve thought so long about it that youve mapped every tiny detail. how itll happen, what youll say, what he'll say. the entire intrigue has played in front of your eyes a million times. you know how he walks, what makes him laugh untill he snorts, if he snores, the place on his back that makes him shiver, if hes a boot or sneaker man. youve thought youre great love to death, and the sad part is that hes never been born, except in the sad dreams that keep you up at night. youre wound so tightly around this image of what you think it should be like, you cant see whats right in front of your face

m. and its sad, but i still love you

w. fuck you