Robotics
“You know, I forgive you for not loving me. Really, it’s okay.”
“Really? Why is that, Adrienne?”
“Because I don’t think anyone could love anyone the way I love you.”
“Really? Why is that, Adrienne?”
“Because I loved the idea of you more than I loved the finished product. I put everything I had into making you, and now when I look at you I’m horribly depressed with mself.”
“Really? Why is that, Adrienne?”
“Because I made you too damn, perfect. You always say the right things and that drives me insane. I programed you to take care of me. To cook ramen for me. To finish my sentences for me. To hold the door open for me. To sing me to sleep at night. I programed you to do everything I ever wanted!”
“Really? Why is that, Adrienne?”
“Stop saying that! Because I wanted someone who knew everything about me! But now you only know trivial facts. You don’t know how I feel because you don’t feel anything yourself. I can’t tell you what I think because I was the one who put all the thoughts in your head. I can’t talk to you because I always know what you’re going to say!”
“Really? Why is—”
“‘Why Is that, Adrienne,’ do you ask? Because I made you! I created you and now you are destroying me! You are too damn perfect! We never fight because you don’t have any spirit in you. We never make up because we never break up. And now, when all I want is for you to walk out that door and never come back, you won’t. Why? Because I ordered you to never leave!”
“Really? Why is that, Adrienne?”
“Because I wanted one thing in my life to stay! Just one damn thing…just one.”
“I’m sorry, Adrienne. Don’t be sad.”
“Oh, like you care. You don’t know what sad is. You don’t know what it’s like to feel completly empty because you’ve never been full. You can do everything except for sympathize. The thing is though just like everything else in my life that is bad for me, I love you. I love you I think simply because I can’t have you. That’s a trend with me, you see. It’s impossible for me to have a guy who is both perfect and willing to love me.”
“I love you, Adrienne.”
“No, you don’t. You can’t. I have to thank you though. You’ve made me realize that it’s not love if you don’t have an option.”
“Yes, I do, Adrienne. I love you.”
“No you don’t! Shut up!”
“I love you, Adrienne. I love you, Adrienne. I love you, Adrienne. I love you, Adrienne. I love you, Adrienne—”
“Shit…I should have just bought a vibrator.”
