She watched him sleeping, wondering
When did she stop loving him
Was it gradual
Did she ever love him
Could she love another
Her mind was made up
She would leave tomorrow
He watched her sleeping, wondering
Placing the pillow over her face
Did he ever love her.
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Author:
Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
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A love turned hatred
Yet they wonder
Maybe a spur of moment may make them loose themselves forever
Stories like this plague the newspaper
But what goes behind the broken pieces of a rose that bloomed one night
Well penned dear Paul
Broken relationships witnessing a fall
Yes, one never knows what goes on behind closed doors.
A haunt of a read Paul when lines get crossed and what a surprise your final line was - - very relatable to some who have come to abhor living together. Great stuff and suddenly reminded me of couples I know who would half-fit fit the bill
I think a lot of couples would gladly kill each other, just out of boredom.
Well that turned dark pretty dang fast. I get the image of "If I can't have her, then no one can."
A sinister read to turn the brain cogs. Two thumbs up.
Think that sums him up.
Chilling read Paul, but possibly very true in the minds of some.
Andy
It happens for sure.
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