A Proposal
Boy: I like
you
Girl: what?
Boy: what? I mean….. I like you. It doesn't mean I love
you or I want to marry you. Just, I like you. That’s it.
Girl: but
why?
Boy: well… I
don’t know. May be I like your kind of girls.
Girl: no
no, I mean why not?
Boy: I don’t
get you
Girl: why
you won’t love me or marry me?
Boy: (silence)
Then there
was complete silence. They were talking . Rest of the world could see their smiling face.
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