If you liked A Facebook Relationship, this is one more such attempt. Hope you like it too 🙂
Happy, she put on her favorite dress, the finest lipstick she had. Sad, he threw the shoe away, and lay down on the bed.
Happy, she made the best Pasta ever, he’d like it, she thought. Sad, he forgot to bring the roses she thought he’d already bought.
Happy, she had a lot to talk about, confused where to start. Sad, he wanted to keep quiet and listen to Mozart.
Happy, she wanted to hop on him as he came, and kiss him the best way she could. Sad, he just wanted to hug her, and kiss her back if she would.
Happy, she had a news to share, and an idea in mind. Sad, he’d even say no to sex today, proving the first of his kind.
Happy, she called him, waiting for him to respond. Sad, he didn’t notice his phone, and her calls of which he was fond.
Happy, she saw him as he entered the door, but the energy wasn’t there. Sad, he saw her jumping like a kid, even in his despair.
Happy, she wanted him to be happy too, but something seemed wrong. Sad, he could see how excited she was, maybe he could play along.
Sad, he still smiled, knowing she wanted him to. Sad, she toned hers down, knowing he didn’t want to.
Happy, he kissed her first, assuring her his love and care. Happy, she held his hand, telling him she was there.
Also, I was recently told that posting a good comment adds two healthy years to your life. No harm in trying, right? 🙂