Can I Help It?
How can I love someone,
I do not love?
How can I not love
someone, I do love?
Can I help it? Can you
forbid it?
So don’t vow, promise as you can’t keep them, except you want
to become a dutiful husband. So I said to myself.
What’s the use of
being a faithful husband and wife even for life then, founded on duty, decency, vows,
laws, instead of loving each other, though not everlasting.
I could love almost any woman at long last. Ha. Ha. Aren’t
they each one very wonderful? But were there some women not wonderful, I am to
blame, I am too stupid, blind to see. So
don’t you be jealous, you little fool,
said Opa Johan to his wife.
July 2013
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