u s e y o u r h a n d s

J: I want to leave. You will not miss me.

M: It’s gruesome that someone so handsome should care.

J: You can punch me and you can butt me and you can break my spine but you won’t change the way I feel ’cause I love you.

M: I know – it’s serious.

J: And though I walk home alone – I might walk home alone – but my faith in love is still devout.

M: I still love you. Only slightly less than I used to, my love.

J: Everyone’s laughing since I took up with you.

M: Oh, I really don’t know and I really don’t care.

J: Take me out tonight. Take me anywhere, I don’t care.

M: There’s a club, if you’d like to go. You could meet somebody who really loves you.

J: It’s so easy to laugh. It’s so easy to hate.

M: No more, no more apologies. Oh, I’m too tired. I’m so sick and tired. And I’m feeling very sick and ill today.

J: I am now a central part of your mind’s landscape whether you care or do not.

M: It seems so unfair. I want to cry.

J: How sad are we ?

M: I dreamt about you last night.

J: Send me the pillow, the one that you dream on, and I’ll send you mine.

M: Why do you come here when you know it makes things hard for me?

J: I’ve seen this happen in other people’s lives and now it’s happening in mine.

M: I don’t owe you anything.

J: Is evil just something you are or something you do?

M: Goodbye. Goodbye.