Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Moral Gumption

10 years from now : What would it take to sit across a table and confess ?

I had a thing for you. You’d made your choice; so I made mine.

I was infected. I loved you too much then, to let you go.

Will you marry me? At least, ask her once!

I married to avenge your faithlessness. I hate to see him miserable now.

Money couldn’t buy me love.

Your appearance disgusted me. He survived the fire but

P.S. – Read again. This time, emphasize the ‘bold’ words.

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