Eerste Liefde by Samuel Beckett

A misanthropic drifter, expelled from his late father’s house, recounts with mordant wit his entanglement with a woman he meets on a park bench, a tenuous arrangement that soon hardens into suffocating domesticity. Moving into her room and stumbling through sex, pregnancy, and the arrival of a child, he reveals an incapacity for intimacy that curdles affection into dependency and disgust. In a deadpan, digressive monologue, he strips sentiment from romance to expose the absurd mechanics of attachment, the pull of solitude, and the body’s stubborn demands.