| Tuesday, February 07, 2006 |
| He turned and walked away |
Stop and stare, who is she, can I please know her name? He thought.
She is a mystery, I love to hear her speak, she's a forward thinker. He marveled.
I want to serve you, love you and take care of you. He wished.
I admire you, I'm smitten by you, you are all I'm thinking of. He wrote.
She's beautiful, intelligent, takes care of home & loves me long. He bragged.
I've captured her, she loves me so much, did you see what she did for me? He asked. I know her thoughts, can predict her moves, her friends are crazy, she always wants me around. He decided.
I know she took care of things, she should have. It's her house, I just live here. I'm not worried, she's wide open. He shouted.
I can't talk to her, she isn't happy. She should be happy with the time I do spend with her. Does she not see me on the phone? Why didn't she cook tonight? She cries too much, she should just be happy I exist. He reasoned.
I don't need this, I miss being single, that other chica is sweatin’ me anyway. What was it about her again? He forgot.
He turned.
He walked away. |
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