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[jackofallgeeks]

I've been thinking recently -- truthfully, I've been thinking for quite some time now, but notably so since our last conversation -- and for lack of a better word I'd like to date you. Because I think I'm better for you. Because my ambitions will never ask you to be anything but what you are. Because my pursuits are ever and always intellectual, spiritual and familial; they will never be political or career-based. Because we could at one time live near your family and mine, a thing which has recently come to concern me regarding most other girls. Because I really want nothing more than to love and raise a family, and as that goes I think you and I are in agreement on most things. Because I'm not a picky eater, and I like vegitables and Irish Dancing and music and art and culture. Because I've always wanted to go to Ireland for my honeymoon. Because you're pretty and Catholic and Irish, even if you don't have auburn hair. Because you know me as my friends know me, which even if it's an easy thing seems to not be a common thing.

The trouble is, though, the same as ever; as you said, I can't be sure until I try. I still can't offer you definites. We never did get around to trying, and now it seems that you have something that's pretty sure. So I can't really ask you to give up a "yes" in exchange for a "maybe," but perhaps if it weren't as "yes" as it seems... I'm not saying he's a bad guy, I don't even know him. I just think I'm better, is all.

I don't know if I'll ever get around to telling you this.