The Conversation…

The Girl forlorn says to the boy:

“Where are we now or does it all fade into oblivion…
Memories…
Moments…
Laughter shared…
Just disappearing…
Like the Sun as it sets…
Appearing as if it’s never to rise again…
Will it?”

The Boy remains silent…

“All dreams and hopes toss and turn…
In the night…
Waiting in anticipation…
But the girl has,
No say…
No control…
No right to beg again.
Does he even care?
Does he even dream of her as she of him?
Does he even love her?
He told her Yes…
But does his heart say it?”

The Boy replies, “I don’t talk in riddles”

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