I’ve changed so much since we met that I can’t remember why I fell in love with you.
I’m always going to win this game. I know. Does that bother you? Sometimes. When does it bother you? When it stops being fun. When what stops? The playing. When the playing stops being fun.
If only you could see that you loved me. That this tail-chasing, constant texting, game playing that you like to do with me wasn’t just fun but an actual feeling. A reality. I need you to know that for me this isn’t just a probable potential with some possibility, it’s real and I feel it. […]
It’s only in the last two minutes that people really say what they mean.
If you’d let me I would be the great love of your life.
I didn’t like you when I never realised this was possible. I wasn’t interested until I found out this couldn’t happen. I want to tempt you but not lead you astray; To steal what you want to give away. If you’d hadn’t told me then I wouldn’t care, wouldn’t consider, wouldn’t think of this as […]
Credible deception needs more honesty than mistruth.
Please don’t do that. Do what? Cry. Why not? Why are you doing this? I’m just so bored of you.
Exhausted, Jack flopped onto the chair, his limbs hanging limply like a banana skin. Anita didn’t realise that she’d tripped over until she was on the ground, her huge body amassed on the floor like a drop scone.
Before the waiter left the table, Mark quickly changed Abby’s order from the house Chardonnay to the Chablis. At first his propensity to make these small amendments had been flattering. It was like he wanted her to have the more expensive things on the menu, the nicer room at the hotel, the better taxi service […]