Love Story
I asked my lover; do you love me?
She smiled, said gently, I like you, but do not love you.
I had heard these heartbreaking answers before,
So, I asked again, should we break up, and move on?
She smirked and said, Do whatever you want but just do not jump over the cliff.
Living in Roky mountains, I used to climb a little hill on weekends,
I decided to go to the top and see how the jump from cliff will look like,
Get there, see a girl standing on the ledge,
Carefully got behind her, peeked at the valley below,
Asked her, how do you feel to jump from here?
You are already heart broken, you may not die, but you will break your bones.
I asked her to get down, we sat on a boulder overlooking valley,
It was bright morning, sun shining over blue spruce, clouds drifting around,
We both looked at the blue skies, and wondered what if sun gets blocked by clouds,
Answer was in our hearts; sun still shines brightly behind the clouds.
We joined hands, came down the hill and promised,
Let us be friends before we turn into lovers forever.
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