Tuesday, March 23, 2010

new letters in red ribbons...

and she sat there, unaware,
as he moved around,
nonchalantly with his eyes.
Her lips, twitched.
His words stuttered out.
Abruptly.
Absurdly.
Sense, lacking;
rhythm missing completely.

His eyes did finally deceive.
Then,
it hit her.

He cannot, not love her…

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Its Honest.

Gave me an answer I was looking for.

Arundhati said...

Amazing!


I just wonder why the label is Trash!


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Anonymous said...

She cannot not love him.