Ah. Love. I forget what it is like almost.
Then I think of bygone eras and so many futures. Then, I think of you.
Love. What an embodiment of love. But the feeling burnt out just as you did too.
That last moment on the hospital bed when you said, I'm sorry, I was just using you.
#momentdownthememorylane
Nanotales on the theme "love is not for sale"...ideas built in competition mode.
#1
"You can woo me all you want", he said. "Giving me clothes, a bike, a mobile, anything you think I need. But I already told you, I can't fall in love." "I never intended to buy it. My love isn't for sale either," she calmly replied.
#2
After her purchase at the market, I ordered her to love me. "My love ain't for sale mister," she replied, "Only me."
#3
- Mom, no! I can't sell them!
- We can't look after them.
- These puppies are my love, and you told me...
- Love is not for sale.
They smiled.