Unequal

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There he was, promising her the world, meaning every word, but she didn’t want the world – what she desired was a safe harbour.

She didn’t have the heart to quell his ardour, just wished for a little less fervour. As things were, he made her want to scarper – silently in the night, like a common burglar.

At times, loving him was such a tall order! His love burnt bright red, hers barely ocher. This unbalance put them both at risk of an anxiety disorder – the relationship felt like a high-risk game of poker.

This intensity she couldn’t match made her feel like an ogre. To stay or go: either way, a disaster – the truth was, her options were, at best, mediocre.
To break this unfortunate impasse, she desperately needed a four-leaf clover.

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5 thoughts on “Unequal

  1. “To stay or go: either way, a disaster…. To break this unfortunate impasse, she desperately needed a four-leaf clover”… So I guess she didn’t find it right?…. But I bet they are still together… Hmmm
    Beautiful writing!!!!… Happy sunday…. ❀ Aquileana πŸ˜€

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  2. Wow! Pretty’s as pretty does but this right here’s beautiful! Love how it reads….surreal! πŸ˜πŸ˜„

    ‘His love burns bright red’…., I totally dig! 😊

    I wish she could muscle up some courage to love him back with much the same intensity as he, suckers for happy endings you see! πŸ˜”

    We’ll see I guess, wont we Purple?! πŸ˜›πŸ˜‚

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