Respect

“If I die before you do, are you coming to my funeral?”

 “Why would I do that?”   A look of hurt and confusion came over his face.

“To pay your respect.” He said.

“To pay my respect?”  “Respect.”  “Hmmm.” “Your actions towards me have not been with respect.”  “No, I would not come to your funeral.”

He stood in silence for a moment a look of helplessness came over him.  “But you love me.”

She smiled, “Remember when I said, some day I am going to put my feelings for you where they belong.”   “That day has come.”

Published by Each Frame

I love The Creator Of All Things, some of my family members, all those that it took to get to the making of me. Intellectual people; they are sexy! I write when I need to release energy that will inspire, educate, inform, or release negative thoughts that I hope will touch another enough to evoke change.

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