Entry: Drunken Fool. Saturday, March 31, 2007



Why won't you admit it?

Admit what babe?

Why won't you admit you love it?

*laughs* Oh, trust me, I do. I love it very much.

..

*a bit later on* Why won't you admit it?

Admit WHAT babe?

Why won't you admit you love me?

Why don't you?

I HAVE babe.

No you haven't.

You know I love you.

No I don't.

I love you.

*silence*

Say it.

No.

..

*much later on* I love making love to you.

Is that why you love me then?

No.. I love you because you make me feel complete. I love everything about you. I love kissing you.. I love looking into your eyes while we make love knowing you feel exactly the way I do.. I love your body, I love your hair, I love
you, I'm in love with you.

*pause*

Say it.

No.

..

*whispers* Tell me when you're sober and awake, and I might just believe you.


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