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LOVE HER, BUT LEAVE HER WILD 

"I do not need flower's petals to know that you do not love me", said Anne when she opened the door: there he was, standing with a bouquet of daisies like nothing ever happened. She didn't want to pick them, so she kept looking at him with those sad, gloomy eyes. 

"Hey, come on, sweetheart--"

"It's all bitter since you left"

"I TOLD YOU: I'm sorry, my dear. I wasn't thinking when I kissed that girl and alcohol was still through my veins, I felt dizzy. Should I remind you why I went to that party? Well, because I wanted to forget us arguing a few hours ago. You know I can't stand us getting mad to eachother. Please, darling, don't place your pride between us. We are one, right? I want to wake up next to you and feel your arms around me and hear your sleepy voice saying good morning too loud. I want to go for a walk and hold your hand one more time, I wish I could laugh again when you put that funny face before sneezing because the Sun is shining in front of you. Can I please borrow a long, warm, hug? Those that ended with us kissing and you shouting my name, or just call it again: I want to know it is safe between your lips. I want you, but also us. Please, honey. 

Say something".

"All good things, they say, never last", sobbed her with tears going down her cheeks. "Take care, Thomas." 

C. 

PS: I wrote some quotes I had found, they are really good but unknown. This is why I didn't cite them.