borrowed stuff

i havent written for a while . i came across this article which a friend sent me about 2 years ago which i read and then got saved in my inbox, but suddenly today i feel like this .


I love you she says with tears in her eyes, no really I do, I DO!


He doesn't look at her, he remains motionless. She remembers the last time she had told him that she loved him was way back in summers. It seems so long ago now. By the time she got back from overseas she had decided she would no longer tell him that. She never really told him why either, she just went on about how she was mistaken before and things were going to be different now. She never actually told him she didn’t love him, she just quit saying it. She tells him now I Love You! I Love You! LISTEN to me! He won’t do it, without expression he says nothing.


She thinks back to the trigger, the catalyst which caused the change in her heart. Showing it in her actions instead of just saying it. She explained how since he was her friend, that it needed to be this way from now on. It seems so silly now, now that she is here with him. And she screams Hysterically, I LOVE YOU!!

People are looking at her now, her face wet with tears but not his, he is unmoving, unfeeling. Her tears stream down her face as she repeats I love You, I Love You, I love you. She knows that it’s too late for them now, it’s over and done. I am sorry miss the voice says from behind, I’ll have to ask you to leave now....



I love you she whispers as they close the casket lid.