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“SHE LOVES ME NOT”

 

She loves me. 

I ask her to confirm, but she refuses.  My heart is en fuego and a knot of love/pain sits like an agitated sumo wrestler in my center.  All I require is an admission of her feelings and this will cease.

I ask her and again she stubbornly refuses to answer.  Playing coy, I’m guessing.  That’s okay; I do understand the chase.  I pursue.  She is the game afoot.

Or toes, for accuracy.

I drop her last wrenched toenail.  It bounces off the others and I smile at her filmy dead eyes.

She loves me not, I conclude.

 

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