You can be with someone who has more money.
You can be with someone more comely.
You can be with someone who, who
But you will never be with someone who loves you as much as I do.
You will never be with someone who is a much a mystery to you, as I am.
I love you, you need a measure of freshness to your control.
I love you, in spite of the fact that you are a remorseless, materialistic asshole who will learn the hard way.
I love the very soul of you, parts of you that you do not even know or believe in yet.
I love you unconditionally, as if you were my child. I love you in spite of the shit you pull, but I demand worship.
I love the parts of you I don’t understand because you are a man.
I love the idiocy of your idea that you are in control.
I love the control you demand.
The Woman wants a Man for the Baby who falls like a roulette ball.
The Woman wants a signed contract because a Man will have his Lay.
You can laugh now, but give it 5,000 beers. I’ve always had the long view of this relationship.
What happened to the Man in the White Suit?
He’s not wearing it, and he doesn’t deserve to see me naked. Still, it’s Wednesday, and I am his wife.
I am signing the papers alone, because you’ve decided it’s meaningless. That means I don’t love you. Enjoy your exile.
