"Take your hands off her, while you're talking to me....."
That's you. She says. How can it be me, I ask? You are always doing that, that stare thing. That look. I give her a puzzled look (though I do know).
I don't touch women. True, she says, but your eyes do plenty of walking. And, I think, and what?
Why does that matter, I look at cars, at books, at CDs I don't buy- it's window shopping isn't it.
No, it's not, she says, and now she's looking (away).
Is this anger or jealousy? So I ask. Both, she says, but her glance is still "out there" (Man, I am thinking, where is this going?)
I do not "do it" as the expression goes. I have one SO and that is sufficent, but maybe that isn't enough. Should we have the kind of oneness that precludes a glance, a leanover the chair and take a second look/look.
I'm not sure, but I know we don't have that. I don't have that.
"Why?"
She asks. Why aren't I sufficent? I don't know - both how to answer such a loaded question and also why her question hits the mark. Do I know why she is not enough? No, but if I did, it is not likely I would tell her.