You would rather keep me as a distant possibility that you can use as a fairytale to lull you to sleep in the darkness, than risk lifting the weil from your life and see love for what it really is. And what will you lose by taking that chance if nothing happens? Just cobwebs, a fairytale, a few days of your time, perhaps a little money.
Apparently my love is something you can toy with. Because I have no weil. I know what’s at stake here, and I can’t risk not being here. I will not lull myself to sleep by a distant fairytale and allow the weil to cover my eyes. So what If nothing comes from it? I’ll have spent a little money, a little time, taking a stand for the best, the exquisitety of life. Standing here is the only option there is for me. So toy away as long as you think you need to, you stupid man. The only thing I lose is vanity, and that is the cobwebs of conformity and laziness and we all benefit from those being swept away once in a while.
