Have we met before? You seem to act well…
I have to. No one would appreciate me as your acquaintance. At
least not those, who know you.
Of course, those who know me know you too. Pretty well…
Pretty, I am. Thanks. You don’t seem to get over me. I’m so
glad. How could you, when I’m the best thing ever happened?
You seem all over me. Your new husband isn’t good in bed?
For record, he’s good… bed, no bed.
Or an impotent, who can’t get you pregnant?
Right! If by being potent you mean raping your wife, he’s
very impotent.
Never once did I rape you. Take it back. Proving in the
court isn’t everything.
Yes, and you know what happened on the bed, every night when
you came drunk, dejected and hungered.
I was in love with you, I was showing my love to you. You tagged
it harassment. Can’t you see?
Don’t touch me. You don’t own me anymore. You never did.
Yet you come so close, and then drift.
I’m not close… never was.
You still breathe within me. Don’t you feel it?
You can’t force me…
I can, I love you… and you do too…
No I don’t love you. I’m married to someone else.
But you were mine, you still are. Why do you pretend? You’re
mine. Say it…
No I won’t. We are separated. You asked for it.
We weren’t bound by any law. Don’t leave me, stay on. I love
your embrace.
Leave me…
Just once! Then we won’t meet ever. I promise.
You say that every time. And, that’s where it begins.
No, I’ll leave… right away. Just once! Please, I beg you…
One last time… and it ends.
Yes.
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