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Are we in love Casper?
No I don't think so.
Then why are you so kind to me.
I just like you and your thoughts.
But it doesn't mean you have to treat me kindly.
I know you have been ill-treated in your past but I assure you that I will treat you gently.
Oh Casper! you are too good to me.
No , I am just the way I am.
Oh yeah! that's true. You are too cold and distant. Aren't you? You are the same since i saw you first.
Hmm... Good observation.
Oh leave aside your mind for sometimes please.
(smiling) Ok. Do you want to kiss me?
I want to hug you ... tightly.
Then hug me..... ( After the Golden Silence)
Casper, now you go.
I want to be with you.
I know but you must go.
Why?
Because the charm will soon fade away. (after a pause) ( with trembling lips) You dont love me and ... neither I love you.
Yes that's true. OK I will go.
Wait! ( almost saying to herself) I love you.
Did you say anything?
Yes. Goodbye!
Goodbye.
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Mr Happy said…
never thought goodbye can be so beautiful :)
September 5, 2009 at 1:45 PM
@ngel ~ said…
Goodbyes are always beautiful .. don't you think so? You can not say that they are not painful but still there's some beauty ... its softer than any previous conversation ,its touching coz its last word you will probably hear and so on........ And Goodbye is so beautiful because it conveys - God be with you! :)
September 9, 2009 at 1:09 AM
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