... She shouted.
"You who goes there with your hands grasping so tightly around my heart?"
Monday, 16 April 2012
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.'
'“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.'
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