As in, "I like you and all Harvey, and it's clear that we have some chemistry, and I'm obviously attracted to you on some level since we have progressed this far, but in spite of all this, I feel like yanking the ripcord on this freefall into possible happiness. And rather than tell you the truth: that I think you're not as attractive a man as I could possibly acquire if I tried a little harder, or that it takes you too long to get me to orgasm, or that it's really just too far of a bike ride to get to your place (and uphill no less), I shall opt to deliver a meaningless falsehood, viz., that I don't want a relationship (a statement that has never been true for anyone, anywhere) and that we should really just be friends. And obviously, I know this course of action is as effective a catalyst for friendship as jamming a railroad spike into someone's brain is for iron deficiency, but when I smile with my small perfect teeth and match my light brown eyes with your dark sad ones, I shall mouth the words "I wish it didn't have to be this way," and say those words too, feeling all the while that I have been rescued from the oppressive weight of the pernicious rock that is you."
I don't care for these words in this order. Please don't say them to me.
