"I don't like it when you don't talk to me."
"What do you mean?"
"You know, when you won't say anything for a day or two or three."
"That is not possible."
"How come?"
"Everything I do is me talking to you."
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Short Love Stories #11
"I liked the breeze
and also the way the grass felt;
the water was nice,
specially for swaying the moon –
I had a really good time,
but the nicest thing was
probably you."
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