First off, I’m far from perfect.īen: And, secondly, you and your ambition and passion and talents… I don’t mean to be condescending.īen: Sometimes. Everything about you, even the stuff that makes me want to break something, I love. I know I’m not really the most emotionally available guy and I can be a lot to take. I know how much you hate your place and I’m going on that business trip tonight for a few days and, you know, for after that. Justin: What did you want to talk to me about?īen reaches into his pocket and pulls out a key.īen: Here. You…us…this…this is what I want the real thing to be. Justin: Are you not listening?! I don’t want to leave. If you want to leave me and go out and find that real thing then, by all means, if it’s not me then I want you to go find it. Well how about you stop making me out to be some loveless monster? I’m tired of having to constantly prove to you that I care about you when anyone can see that I do nothing but. Patronizing and condescending to the core.īen: Okay. Justin: Stop! Stop it! Stop making my feelings seem invalid and ridiculous. So, this is here and this is nice and that’s all that matters. Justin: So you honestly never think about us getting married?īen: Because I like how it feels. What’s the point of staying with someone if there’s not at least the potential of being with them forever? It just gets in the way of finding the real thing out there. I want to be with the person that I’m with for the rest of my life.īen: So, you think about marrying me? After eight months? We’re not these young queer little sex fiends anymore.īen: I never was. Justin: We’ve been dating for eight months. And I don’t know if I can spend the rest of my life feeling that way.īen: The rest of your life? You’re talking like we’re married or something. Justin: I feel inferior when I’m around you. You just have a way of making people feel inferior because you’re so damn put together.īen: It’s not my fault people don’t have the self confidence to deal with mine. Justin: I mean, it’s not that crazy to think you’d just want to end it. Make it good.īen: Why would you think I’m breaking up with you?
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