Just a little preview to a story I was thinking about writing. If no one is interested, then there is no point in writing it, so please tell me what you think :)
You like to tell me you love me.
"Lilly, you know how I feel."
But what if I don't believe you.
"It isn't true love!"
You don't act like you love me.
"No. You are wrong. It is love."
and you are constantly hurting me.
"Oliver, I can't cope with being let down, once again."
Why can't you just make up your mind.
"Lilly, it's you, the one I love."
But even if you did, how could I trust you?
"Oliver, I just don't know."
You make me feel as if I'm not good enough.
"Lilly. I. Love. You."
Then you make me feel like a princess.
"Oliver. Stop."
Yes, Oliver. This is how I feel.
"Lilly, not until you love me back."
But why do I still get butterflies every time I hear your name.
"Well, I'm not going to."
And why does my heart skip a beat every time I look into your dark heavenly eyes.
"Admit it Lilly, you love me."
But then you hurt me, again and again.
"I can't."
Oliver, I don't love you.
"I love you."
OK, well maybe just a little.