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Picnic
She unpack’s flowers
One photo frame
The essentials
Replete
She and he lie on
A red check table clothe
Her head on his chest
He pulls his hat over his eyes
Blots her out.
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In a while, it might rain
But we are here now
We might be covered with hail
But we are here now
Let us plant those red flowers
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“you love me, don’t you?” She teased. “I want to hear you say it.”
“No.” I said calmly. “I don’t just love you. I… I find it hard to grasp how a three words… eight letters can mean so much. or how they make someone light up like the young sunrise. Or how they can make the heart beat faster; because your are very happy, but surprised. I mean i could say i love you today, then i say it again tomorrow. And again and again as days go by. Its meaning either grows with time, or fades into a void that always lead to heart been broken in tiny pieces that take time to heal.”
I searched through her eyes as i processes my words. “Is it all that you want? to say i love you. Is it?
Because i not only love you. I adore you. You inspire me. Your definitely not the reason i live, but trust me, i would rather be dead if you are not by my side.”
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