…the needs of the fool

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 Last night, in bed, alone, I heard you confess your love for me. I was in my bed, alone, but we were in my car stopped in front of your condo, and your boyfriend was waiting inside. I told you that I couldn’t make you laugh like your boyfriend makes you laugh. I told you that I can’t hold a candle to all of the experience your boyfriend has “in the sack.” More importantly, if you left your boyfriend for me it would kill him and it would tear our group apart. That’s right, the greater good is more important than any love affair. Recall Spock’s sage wisdom: “The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.” Hm? Who’s Spock? Seriously? Pointy ears? Green blood? Arched eyebrow? Yeah, sorry, we’d never work out. Besides, if you’ve had your fill of your boyfriend, then, eventually, you’ll have your fill of me. And that would kill me. I want you in my life for the rest of it. That can only be assured if our relationship remains a platonic one. Spock would be proud. Yes, I know he’s not real. That’s not the point. 

19 March 2007


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