<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=490540" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Love Hate Relationship</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i see you, seated on the staircase, the old one<br>left by your parents long dead, and </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you are crying there, some tears falling on the <br>carpeted floors, so your sorrow is invisible</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to his eyes, when he comes home, you put on a smile, <br>like a light that you switch on when it is dark, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it has always been that everyday with you, <br>and him, and he tells you every instruction to keep that love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">burning, you listen, but as soon as he goes<br>to another place, far, and you sit again on that old staircase</div><div style="margin:10px 0">counting the rails and the chairs of the house<br>you begin to think honestly, that this affair is nothing but a </div><div style="margin:10px 0">fraud. It is only him. But to him that should not be, as you he goes<br>away for days, and you keep on staying put</div><div style="margin:10px 0">with all his instructions. You worry about the electricity of the house.<br>and the gas that keeps the oven hot for the bread<br>and the muffins </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but for how long. The tank of gas will be empty soon.<br>and what he will find in this house, when you decide to end it all</div><div style="margin:10px 0">is just the muffin that the ants of the house<br>are still eating. There is always a season to end what was started.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">soon. It will be. You sit on the stair, looking out the door.<br>You will know how to make the dust. Soon, It will be. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He will never know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=490540" data-title="Love Hate Relationship de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="i see you, seated on the staircase, the old one left by your parents long dead, and you are crying there, some tears falling on the carpeted floors, so your sorrow is invisible to his eyes, when he comes home, you put on a smile, like a light..."></div> </div> </div>

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