He said kill me and go
This is the 100th time
he, asking her to come out
ofcourse he can understand the problem
the way she is being
treated in her house
a stupid strict family
useless screwless foolish
rubbish, psychopathic family
finally, she got a chance to
slip out of her home
they went in
he locked the door
but,
she is stopping him
from kissing
from touching
from making love to her
Romance is only the way,
in which you can say
how much you love your love
She stopped him
not because it is forceful
not because she doesn't love him
it is something he never understood
I am going she said
for the 10th time in 2 minutes
he punched the wall
with the same hand on which
he had a hair line fracture
he screamed out of pain
The girl started crying
she clapped him on the right cheek
again on the left
It didn't hurt him, he didn't felt the pain
he could only watch her eyes
her tears which say
how much does she love him
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