"You need to stop blurting out things that you don't mean", she said to him, part of her desperate, part of her hopeful. But he just gazed at her with this invincible stare of his, melted her heart for what seemed to be the thousandth time and whispered teasingly to her now tickled ears,
"Well, I do mean what I said", he said,
"...and you're just asking me to say them a hundred more times."
YOU ARE READING
a dimension where sentiments reign
Poetrysome of the things I feel entitled enough to write.
