Monday 16 April 2012

"Who are you?"

... She shouted.
"You who goes there with your hands grasping so tightly around my heart?"

Monday 2 April 2012

For once...

She found herself alone with him one day, she told him to listen as she read a sonnet:
'“You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too.” 
She looked him straight in the eyes and with a shaky voice said, 'Now do you understand.'