Friday, September 14, 2012

Last night over a bowl of black noodles and fried chicken

Does it bother you that he still loves me?

I am glad you admit that. I knew there was something. Some people prefer to remain in denial.

You know that I don't love him. I used to, but not any more.

You used to? 

Once upon a time. We never got together, which is part of the problem. Some people find it difficult to let go of the love that did not quite happen.


I am not one of those people. I prefer to move on.


I want to be with you. Only you.

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