Rewrite this in the form of a short story. Put it in the first person, from the point of view of a woman, and make it more personal.

When she says margarita she means daiquiri.
When she says quixotic she means mercurial.
And when she says, "I'll never speak to you again,"
she means, "Put your arms around me from behind
as I stand disconsolate at the window."

He's supposed to know that.

When a man loves a woman he is in New York and she is in Virginia
or he is in Boston, writing, and she is in New York, reading,
or she is wearing a sweater and sunglasses in Balboa Park and he is raking leaves in Ithaca
or he is driving to East Hampton and she is standing disconsolate
at the window overlooking the bay
where a regatta of many-colored sails is going on
while he is stuck in traffic on the Long Island Expressway.

When a woman loves a man it is one ten in the morning
she is asleep he is watching the ball scores and eating pretzels
drinking lemonade
and two hours later he wakes up and staggers into bed
where she remains asleep and very warm.

When she says tomorrow she means in three or four weeks.
When she says, "We're talking about me now,"
he stops talking. Her best friend comes over and says,
"Did somebody die?"

When a woman loves a man, they have gone
to swim naked in the stream
on a glorious July day
with the sound of the waterfall like a chuckle
of water rushing over smooth rocks,
and there is nothing alien in the universe.

Ripe apples fall about them.
What else can they do but eat?

When he says, "Ours is a transitional era,"
"that's very original of you," she replies,
dry as the martini he is sipping.

They fight all the time
It's fun
What do I owe you?
Let's start with an apology
Ok, I'm sorry, you dickhead.
A sign is held up saying "Laughter."
It's a silent picture.
"I've been fucked without a kiss," she says,
"and you can quote me on that,"
which sounds great in an English accent.

One year they broke up seven times and threatened to do it another nine times.

When a woman loves a man, she wants him to meet her at the airport in a foreign country with a jeep.
When a man loves a woman he's there. He doesn't complain that she's two hours late
and there's nothing in the refrigerator.

When a woman loves a man, she wants to stay awake.
She's like a child crying
at nightfall because she didn't want the day to end.

When a man loves a woman, he watches her sleep, thinking:
as midnight to the moon is sleep to the beloved.
A thousand fireflies wink at him.
The frogs sound like the string section
of the orchestra warming up.
The stars dangle down like earrings the shape of grapes.
system
ek choti kahani ke rup main ise phir se likhen.ise pehle vyakti main rakhen, ek mahila ke drushtikon se, or ise or adhik vyaktigat banaaen.

jab vah kahati he ki margrita kaa matlab he ki dikiri.
jab vah kahati he ki quixotic kaa arth he marcurial.
or jab vah kahati he, "main aapse phir kabhi nahin boluungi,"
uskaa matlab he, "peeche se mere chaaron ore apni bahen rakho
jaise -jaise main khidki par asantusht hota hoon. "

vah yah jaanane vaala he.

jab ek purush ek mahila se pyaar karata he to vah neuyork main he or vah varjeenia main he
yaa vah boston main he, lekhan, or vah neuyork main he, padhanaa,
yaa usne balboa park main ek sweater or dhoop kaa chashma pahana he or vah ithaka main pattey bana rahi he
yaa vah east hampton ke liye driving kar rahaa he or vah khadi he
khadi ko dekhne vaali khidki par
jahaan kai rangon kii paalon kaa ek regata chal rahaa he
jabaki vah long island expresve par yatayaat main funs gaya he.

jab ek mahila ek aadmi se pyaar karti he to yah subah ek das main hoti he
vah so rahi he vah gend score dekh rahi he or pretzel kha rahi he
neembu pani pinaa
or do ghante baad vah uthta he or bistar par dagamagaataa he
jahaan vah so rahi he or bahut garm he.

jab vah kahati he ki kal vah teen yaa chaar saptaah main he.
jab vah kahati he, "ham ab mere bare main baat kar rahe hai,"
vah baat karnaa band kar detaa he.uskaa sabase acha dost aata he or kahata he,
"kya koi mar gaya?"

jab ek mahila ek aadmi se pyaar karti he, to ve chale gaye hai
dhara main nagn tairne ke liye
ek shandaar july ke din
jharne kii awaz ke saath ek chakali kii tarah
chikani chattaanon par pani kii daud,
or brahmad main kuch bhi videshi nahin he.

pake seb unke bare main girte hai.
ve or kya kar sakate hai lekin kha sakate hai?

jab vah kahata he, "hamaara ek sankramanakalin yug he,"
"yah aap main se bahut mul he," vah jawaab detii he,
martini ke rup main sookhaa vah chubh rahaa he.

ve har samay ladate hai
majaa aata he
main aapako kya dendar hum?
chalo ek maafee ke saath shuru karte hai
thik he, mujhe kshamaa karen, aap dickhed.
ek sanket yah kehete hue yojit kiya jaataa he ki "hansee."
yah ek mook tasviir he.
"main ek chumban ke bina gadabad kiya gaya he," vah kahati he,
"or aap mujhe us par uddhrut kar sakate hai,"
jo ek angreji uccharan main bahut acha lagata he.

ek saal ve saat baar tut gaye or ise nau baar ek or karne kii dhamkee di.

jab ek mahila ek aadmi se pyaar karti he, to vah chaahati he ki vah ek jeep ke saath ek videshi desh main hawaii adde par usase mili.
jab ek purush kisi mahila se pyaar karata he to vah vahaan he.vah shikaayat nahin karata he ki vah do ghante deree se he
or refricrator main kuch bhi nahin he.

jab ek mahila ek aadmi se pyaar karti he, to vah jaagnaa chaahati he.
vah ek bachche kii tarah ro rahi he
raat main kyonki vah nahin chaahati thi ki din samaapt ho.

jab ek purush ek mahila se pyaar karata he, to vah apni neend dekhtaa he, sochataa he:
aadhi raat ko chandramaa ko priy ko neend aati he.
ek hajaar fireflise us par palak jhapakate hai.
mendhak string anubhag kii tarah dhwani karte hai
orcestra varming ap.
sitaron ne angoor ke aakaar kii jhumake kii tarah latakate hai.
user
mujhe nahin lagata ki mujhe samajhnaa bahut mushkil he.jab main margrita kahata hum, to meraa matlab he dikiri.jab main quixotic kahata hum, to meraa matlab he ki marcurial.or jab main aapako bataata hum ki main phir se mujhe phir se kabhi na bolen, to mujhe vastav main aapako pakadaney kii jarurat he.mujhe apane hathiyaaron kii zarurat he mere chaaron ore kasne ke rup main main khidki se asangat khadaa hum.

ye aisi chijen hai jinhen vah jaananaa chahie.

or aisa lagata he jaise ham do alag -alag sthanon par hai.main, varjeenia main, vah neuyork main.main neuyork main ek upanyaas ke madhyam se por kar rahaa hum, or vah boston main gale main ungaliyon ke saath likh rahaa he.main balboa park main ek sweater main lapeta hua hum, or vah ithaka main pattey bana rahaa he.

yaa ho saktaa he, vah purvi hampton main rajmarg par gaadi chalaa rahaa he, or main abhi bhi yahaan hum.khidki se asangat.main dekh rahaa hum ki techcolor cellboats ne khadi main pani ke madhyam se katautee kii, or vah long island expresve par yatayaat main funs gaya.

jab main ek aadmi se pyaar karata hum to suraj akaash main ooncha hota he.ise subah 10 baje kahen.main apane bistar main so rahaa hum, or vah gend score dekh rahaa he or pretzel kha rahaa he, or neembu pani pi rahaa he.or do ghante main, vah mujhe khojane ke liye upar aa jayega, chaadaron main garm ho jayega, or mujhe mere dopaher kii neend main shaamil hoga.

jab main use "kal" bataata hum, to main vastav main ek maheene main or kuch badlaav kaa matlab he.jab main use bataata hum ki "ham ab mere bare main baat kar rahe hai," vah ruk jayega or ek moti chuppi ke saath sunegaa.meraa sabase acha dost ruk jayega or yatra karegaa, or poochhega ki kya kisi kii mrityu ho gai he.

jab main ek aadmi se pyaar karata hum, to main uske saath tairta hum, july kii garmi main ek dhara main nagn hota he.jharnaa hamaare aasapaas kii chikani chattaanon main baadh aa jaataa he, or ek minute ke liye, aisa lagata he ki duniya main aisa kuch bhi nahin he jo mujhe samaj main nahin aata he.upar se, seb girte hai, pani main pake hote hai, or vah or mujhe khaane ke alaava koi vikalp nahin bachaa he.

vah mujhase kahata he, "hamaara ek sankramanakalin yug he."

"yah aap main se bahut mul he," main jawaab detaa hum, mere shabd martini kii apni jeebh par yaad dilaate hai.

or ham har samay ladate hai.isamen ek khushi he.

"main aapako kya dendar hum?"main poochta hum, mere gaalon ke khilaaf ballebaaji karata he.

"chalo ek maafee ke saath shuru karte hai."

"thik he.mujhe khed he, aap dickhed hai. "

darshakon ke liye ek sanket he jo "hansee" padhata he, lekin ham ise nahin sunate hai.yah ek mook film he.

main use bataata hum, "main ek chumban ke bina gadabad ho gaya he.aap mujhe us par uddhrut kar sakate hai, ”or main is baat par chakit kar saktaa hum ki agar mere paas angreji uccharan hota he to un shabdon ko kitna acha lagata he.

ek saal, ham saat baar tuutate hai.or ham ek duusare ko ek or nau ke saath dhamkee dete hai.

jab main ek aadmi se pyaar karata hum, to iskaa matlab he ki main chahta hum ki vah ek jeep ke saath ek videshi desh main hawaii adde par mujhase mili.lekin jab ek aadmi mujhase pyaar karata he, to vah vahiin he.main do ghante deree se hum, or meraa refricrator khaali he, lekin vah abhi bhi vahaan he, or jab vah aakhirkaar mujhe dekhtaa he to vah shikaayat nahin karata he.

jab main ek aadmi se pyaar karata hum, to main raat girane par jaagnaa chahta hum.main rota hum, apni bahon main ek bachche kii tarah kyonki main nahin chahta ki yah din samaapt ho.

or jab ek aadmi mujhase pyaar karata he, to vah mujhe sote hue dekhegaa, yah sochakar ki aadhi raat chaand ke rup main neend ke liye he.hamaare yard main fireflise, unamem se sabhi ek hajaar, khidki se guzarate hi palak jhapakate hai.raat main mendhak ek orcestra kii tarah lagenge jo unke taar ko garm kar rahe hai.

or sitare, itane garm or ujjwal ve chamakate hai, akaash kii shanti se angoor jhumake kii tarah latakenge.
assistant
<|system|>
</s>
<|user|>
ek choti kahani ke rup main ise phir se likhen.ise pehle vyakti main rakhen, ek mahila ke drushtikon se, or ise or adhik vyaktigat banaaen.

jab vah kahati he ki margrita kaa matlab he ki dikiri.
jab vah kahati he ki quixotic kaa arth he marcurial.
or jab vah kahati he, "main aapse phir kabhi nahin boluungi,"
uskaa matlab he, "peeche se mere chaaron ore apni bahen rakho
jaise -jaise main khidki par asantusht hota hoon. "

vah yah jaanane vaala he.

jab ek purush ek mahila se pyaar karata he to vah neuyork main he or vah varjeenia main he
yaa vah boston main he, lekhan, or vah neuyork main he, padhanaa,
yaa usne balboa park main ek sweater or dhoop kaa chashma pahana he or vah ithaka main pattey bana rahi he
yaa vah east hampton ke liye driving kar rahaa he or vah khadi he
khadi ko dekhne vaali khidki par
jahaan kai rangon kii paalon kaa ek regata chal rahaa he
jabaki vah long island expresve par yatayaat main funs gaya he.

jab ek mahila ek aadmi se pyaar karti he to yah subah ek das main hoti he
vah so rahi he vah gend score dekh rahi he or pretzel kha rahi he
neembu pani pinaa
or do ghante baad vah uthta he or bistar par dagamagaataa he
jahaan vah so rahi he or bahut garm he.

jab vah kahati he ki kal vah teen yaa chaar saptaah main he.
jab vah kahati he, "ham ab mere bare main baat kar rahe hai,"
vah baat karnaa band kar detaa he.uskaa sabase acha dost aata he or kahata he,
"kya koi mar gaya?"

jab ek mahila ek aadmi se pyaar karti he, to ve chale gaye hai
dhara main nagn tairne ke liye
ek shandaar july ke din
jharne kii awaz ke saath ek chakali kii tarah
chikani chattaanon par pani kii daud,
or brahmad main kuch bhi videshi nahin he.

pake seb unke bare main girte hai.
ve or kya kar sakate hai lekin kha sakate hai?

jab vah kahata he, "hamaara ek sankramanakalin yug he,"
"yah aap main se bahut mul he," vah jawaab detii he,
martini ke rup main sookhaa vah chubh rahaa he.

ve har samay ladate hai
majaa aata he
main aapako kya dendar hum?
chalo ek maafee ke saath shuru karte hai
thik he, mujhe kshamaa karen, aap dickhed.
ek sanket yah kehete hue yojit kiya jaataa he ki "hansee."
yah ek mook tasviir he.
"main ek chumban ke bina gadabad kiya gaya he," vah kahati he,
"or aap mujhe us par uddhrut kar sakate hai,"
jo ek angreji uccharan main bahut acha lagata he.

ek saal ve saat baar tut gaye or ise nau baar ek or karne kii dhamkee di.

jab ek mahila ek aadmi se pyaar karti he, to vah chaahati he ki vah ek jeep ke saath ek videshi desh main hawaii adde par usase mili.
jab ek purush kisi mahila se pyaar karata he to vah vahaan he.vah shikaayat nahin karata he ki vah do ghante deree se he
or refricrator main kuch bhi nahin he.

jab ek mahila ek aadmi se pyaar karti he, to vah jaagnaa chaahati he.
vah ek bachche kii tarah ro rahi he
raat main kyonki vah nahin chaahati thi ki din samaapt ho.

jab ek purush ek mahila se pyaar karata he, to vah apni neend dekhtaa he, sochataa he:
aadhi raat ko chandramaa ko priy ko neend aati he.
ek hajaar fireflise us par palak jhapakate hai.
mendhak string anubhag kii tarah dhwani karte hai
orcestra varming ap.
sitaron ne angoor ke aakaar kii jhumake kii tarah latakate hai.</s>
<|assistant|>
mujhe nahin lagata ki mujhe samajhnaa bahut mushkil he.jab main margrita kahata hum, to meraa matlab he dikiri.jab main quixotic kahata hum, to meraa matlab he ki marcurial.or jab main aapako bataata hum ki main phir se mujhe phir se kabhi na bolen, to mujhe vastav main aapako pakadaney kii jarurat he.mujhe apane hathiyaaron kii zarurat he mere chaaron ore kasne ke rup main main khidki se asangat khadaa hum.

ye aisi chijen hai jinhen vah jaananaa chahie.

or aisa lagata he jaise ham do alag -alag sthanon par hai.main, varjeenia main, vah neuyork main.main neuyork main ek upanyaas ke madhyam se por kar rahaa hum, or vah boston main gale main ungaliyon ke saath likh rahaa he.main balboa park main ek sweater main lapeta hua hum, or vah ithaka main pattey bana rahaa he.

yaa ho saktaa he, vah purvi hampton main rajmarg par gaadi chalaa rahaa he, or main abhi bhi yahaan hum.khidki se asangat.main dekh rahaa hum ki techcolor cellboats ne khadi main pani ke madhyam se katautee kii, or vah long island expresve par yatayaat main funs gaya.

jab main ek aadmi se pyaar karata hum to suraj akaash main ooncha hota he.ise subah 10 baje kahen.main apane bistar main so rahaa hum, or vah gend score dekh rahaa he or pretzel kha rahaa he, or neembu pani pi rahaa he.or do ghante main, vah mujhe khojane ke liye upar aa jayega, chaadaron main garm ho jayega, or mujhe mere dopaher kii neend main shaamil hoga.

jab main use "kal" bataata hum, to main vastav main ek maheene main or kuch badlaav kaa matlab he.jab main use bataata hum ki "ham ab mere bare main baat kar rahe hai," vah ruk jayega or ek moti chuppi ke saath sunegaa.meraa sabase acha dost ruk jayega or yatra karegaa, or poochhega ki kya kisi kii mrityu ho gai he.

jab main ek aadmi se pyaar karata hum, to main uske saath tairta hum, july kii garmi main ek dhara main nagn hota he.jharnaa hamaare aasapaas kii chikani chattaanon main baadh aa jaataa he, or ek minute ke liye, aisa lagata he ki duniya main aisa kuch bhi nahin he jo mujhe samaj main nahin aata he.upar se, seb girte hai, pani main pake hote hai, or vah or mujhe khaane ke alaava koi vikalp nahin bachaa he.

vah mujhase kahata he, "hamaara ek sankramanakalin yug he."

"yah aap main se bahut mul he," main jawaab detaa hum, mere shabd martini kii apni jeebh par yaad dilaate hai.

or ham har samay ladate hai.isamen ek khushi he.

"main aapako kya dendar hum?"main poochta hum, mere gaalon ke khilaaf ballebaaji karata he.

"chalo ek maafee ke saath shuru karte hai."

"thik he.mujhe khed he, aap dickhed hai. "

darshakon ke liye ek sanket he jo "hansee" padhata he, lekin ham ise nahin sunate hai.yah ek mook film he.

main use bataata hum, "main ek chumban ke bina gadabad ho gaya he.aap mujhe us par uddhrut kar sakate hai, ”or main is baat par chakit kar saktaa hum ki agar mere paas angreji uccharan hota he to un shabdon ko kitna acha lagata he.

ek saal, ham saat baar tuutate hai.or ham ek duusare ko ek or nau ke saath dhamkee dete hai.

jab main ek aadmi se pyaar karata hum, to iskaa matlab he ki main chahta hum ki vah ek jeep ke saath ek videshi desh main hawaii adde par mujhase mili.lekin jab ek aadmi mujhase pyaar karata he, to vah vahiin he.main do ghante deree se hum, or meraa refricrator khaali he, lekin vah abhi bhi vahaan he, or jab vah aakhirkaar mujhe dekhtaa he to vah shikaayat nahin karata he.

jab main ek aadmi se pyaar karata hum, to main raat girane par jaagnaa chahta hum.main rota hum, apni bahon main ek bachche kii tarah kyonki main nahin chahta ki yah din samaapt ho.

or jab ek aadmi mujhase pyaar karata he, to vah mujhe sote hue dekhegaa, yah sochakar ki aadhi raat chaand ke rup main neend ke liye he.hamaare yard main fireflise, unamem se sabhi ek hajaar, khidki se guzarate hi palak jhapakate hai.raat main mendhak ek orcestra kii tarah lagenge jo unke taar ko garm kar rahe hai.

or sitare, itane garm or ujjwal ve chamakate hai, akaash kii shanti se angoor jhumake kii tarah latakenge.</s>
