I lied to my wife last night,
Told her I’ll be with her for all time
Yet a few minutes before, I was in other arms
Yet I tell myself – what does it matter?
What difference does it make?
How can she or you know love without feeling hate?
100-carat diamond on her finger, yet what put it there is fake;
Still, what does it matter?
What is the need? *in orezi’s voice*
Hehehehehe!
Good morning!
And the fakeness will continue for as long as both want…
Hm.
Thank you o!
Ehhn? It matters o. It matters a great deal! You don’t mean it, don’t say it!
Well.
Thank you!
How can she know love if she hasn’t known hate. Hmm, deep.
Thank you!