Monday, 21 November 2011

Hit and run

If my younger sister were to be cleaning dishes
And it mistakenly fell off her hands
It could be termed to be a ‘hit and run’
Because she wouldn’t tell mum about it

If a group of boys were playing soccer
And the ball mistakenly hit a nearby parked car
Shattering its windscreen
That could also be termed ‘hit and run’
Because they all would vanish in seconds

If I took my dad’s car out
And hit another car on the way
I might run, afraid of being made to pay
That certainly would be a ‘hit and run’

If I plan on falling in love with you
If I finally do like I did
If you allow me love you the way I should
If you trust me never to hurt you
If you love me in return
If we care for each other
We are both heading for a place I term ‘forever’
And that could never be a ‘hit and run’
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Beautiful, isn’t it? Same thing I thought. What you just read is a private communiqué between an admirer and my sister. In other words, a love letter (I wonder if they still exist!). I really shouldn’t have posted this (I could be sued…encroachment on privacy, jack lifting, copyright, intrusion into privacy etc so many charges...lawyers know their stuff!) because it’s supposed to be private but the urge to share was doubly overwhelming…(arrrgghhh! I could almost bite myself!). Anyways, hope y’all liked it? I still wonder if she said yes though…

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