I Love You
“I love you.” he said, his voice raspy and emotional.
“You..?” I asked softly, and he nodded yes, slowly.
I kind of moved him away a bit - with a soft stiff-arm - to see him better in the limited light. He looked serious and a little flushed, as if feverish. I examined his face, looking for insincerity or jest but saw none. Perhaps this “love” could use some examination.
“Would you convert to Judaism for me?” I asked
He looked surprised and a little confused. “Are you Jewish?” He asked, hesitantly.
“No.” I answered. He still looked confused.”I’d be proud to be Jewish,” I clarified. “or to have a Jewish boyfriend.”
“Then.. why would I need to convert?” He asked, squinting with concentration.
“We were examining your sumptuous commitment to love.” I said, “forgetaboutit.”
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