Your love is conditional. It is measured by the size of my waistline; the length which you’d go for me only extends as far as the gap between my thighs. It is dependent on the coif of my hair, how tight my clothes are – does it show off my décolletage? It is ephemeral,
Read MoreI wanted to tell you that I love you today. I bought your favorite flowers, ironed my shirt and tidied the words that I was going to say. I wanted to tell you that I love you today. But I wonder what will happen if I said that I do? Will you reply
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