Might someone consider me a ‘trifler?’ The thought is rather offensive. In any case, I find myself hoping that someone who really knows and loves me would not so judge me.
But might he? What about someone who really knows and loves me, and thus has a very clear understanding of just what I could be—how I could and should be living. True love, after all, will settle for nothing less than the full flourishing, the true happiness of the beloved. And when the beloved is falling short, might not the lover in all honesty judge him to be a trifler?
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