-"What bothers you the most to me?"
She asked him.
-"Well, you know a few things.
How completely silly you look when you ask me if I love you. How mad you can be at me while picturing me with other girls in your head, as if I could ever love anyone as much as you. How you fool me every time as you're eating my last bite of any food I buy. You know, just sort of things a man can be bothered. But actually, I don't know who I would be if someday you stopped being so annoying." He said.
And then she turned to him using one of the grimaces she does when she's pondering.
"Well at least you didn't mention how I'm losing my temper so easily -or, or when I'm too sensitive that I overreact sometimes, or when I.." He stopped her.
-"Oh honey, those things might be bad for you, but they wouldn't bother me for real."
-"I thought.."
-"I know your weaknesses, as well as you know mine. It would be just a waste of time to point them our to you. I love you above all and much more." He replied softly as he took her in his arms to let her sleep.
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Give Yourself Time To Bloom
PoetryThis is a short collection of inspirational poems. My intention is not to produce proper poetry but to give people who are fighting their own battle a good reason to appreciate life despite all the difficulties it might has. From now on, please tak...
