Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Chapter 17 - Of love

He didnt really say - "I love you". I read it in his eyes. I just didnt know I was myopic.

But he did actually say "Love is what you make of it". He made a beautiful dessert of it, and gave it to someone else.

I was sure I would make my love last. It was. The last of his priorities.

Sigh!

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