You don't have to pull a Chad Kroeger (April didn't know him less than five minutes ago) to gift her a sparkling seventeen carat diamond ring for your anniversary together, you don't have to make promises obscured with falsity in honeyed tones to make her smile, you have to do no Herculean task to make her happy when you know she desires for none of those.
Would it be too much of you to say those two, non-committal (of ANY sort) words to her to her on her special day? Would it be wrong to make her feel happy with almost nothing as such?
When something of mere utterance from you matters the world to her, why deny her that with a bag of excuses in tow? Darling, why?
Falsity is mentioned not for the word play; learn to put a stop to the action of giving her peaking hopes, and later having her crash face-first when you would rather have wanted things another way--hurt her not with your half-hearted, flimsy choices.
If rather silly excuses follow every thing you do to hurt her, where would a slight sense of any sort of devoted commitment exist?
Why won't you let her be free if you resent her that much, darling, why?
Would it be too much of you to say those two, non-committal (of ANY sort) words to her to her on her special day? Would it be wrong to make her feel happy with almost nothing as such?
When something of mere utterance from you matters the world to her, why deny her that with a bag of excuses in tow? Darling, why?
Falsity is mentioned not for the word play; learn to put a stop to the action of giving her peaking hopes, and later having her crash face-first when you would rather have wanted things another way--hurt her not with your half-hearted, flimsy choices.
If rather silly excuses follow every thing you do to hurt her, where would a slight sense of any sort of devoted commitment exist?
Why won't you let her be free if you resent her that much, darling, why?
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