They sit quietly, each to his own. Her fingers rotating the spoon. His eyes eagerly searching the business updates. The lawn is too green. The sky is too pale. For a moment their eyes meet.
SHE...All I ask for is to be loved. Simply that.
HE....Please don't say a thing. I don't want it to end. Don't ruin it.
His cell phone starts to ring. Thank God for Vodafone. Thank God for technology.
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and they drop the idea to go diff ways. together they go.....
good blog this mavron
been long since i came here...n must say have been missin some really good posts...will b more reg. from now on
I'm impressed !
Lady...hoope all is good!
Now..now..you have to explain this one to me next time we meet;-)
LOL! :P
all i can do is laugh at his state...
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