her neck was always adorned with the simplest of heart pendants.
golden and shining, the chain cascaded down her neck
coming at a rest between her breasts.
whenever he studied the necklace, a worry so intense filled his veins.
he prayed to no one and everyone,
hoping and wishing that she had not received the jewellery
from a boyfriend.
what could be worse
than loving a beautiful girl
who does not even have your name on the edges of her mind,
than loving a beautiful girl
who does not even have your name on the edges of her mind
but also has a boyfriend?
