He said he loved me everyday until I decided I meant it enough to say it back; hoping it was sufficiently memorable so that he wouldn't need many replays.
He began to age before my eyes; nagging me between "I love you" moments until the words quickly meant nothing. For someone forbidden to fuck me, any dishonesty was too much to handle.
I frequently welcomed his company because I cared enough to encourage his imperfections without capitalizing. Twelve years my senior and he had yet to learn that to transform a stubborn woman you must actually respect and accept her.
op ruoho almost 10 years ago
Thanks Samantha! You rock!
Horrorshow almost 10 years ago
Another very powerful, honest and raw piece of writing. I love logging on here at drablr.com and finding another drabble from you, OPR. You're definitely one of my favourites!
op ruoho almost 10 years ago
Thanks, Horrorshow, that means a lot coming from someone whose work I admire. =)
Horrorshow almost 10 years ago
That feeling is very mutual then :-)