Yet, “I’m yours” a lover says.
Her lover playfully asks:
“Whose nose is this?” pointing to her nose.
“Yours.”
“These cheeks?”
“Yours.”
“These lips, hands, ...?”
“Yours, yours, yours, yours, yours, ... I’m yours.”
Something
like that I remember was in an Indonesian Film. So beautiful, so wise.
So,
when a lover doesn’t love you anymore, he or she would stop giving her, himself
to each other. It’s their right. They can’t talk, tease each other anymore and
might leave each other.
You
have no right on a woman or a mother, unless she herself gladly, happily gives
herself to you.
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