we have spent several nights together.I looked in your eyes.I never said no to you.I groneded and moaned in pain .Nothing was a proof of my sacrifice except the bedsheet which got smeared by my blood often at night when you so called "loved me".Why you did this to me?was this my punishment of loving you.Thank you for what you have given me.But I think I deserve more than two contraceptive pills in week.Now you don't look up to me.Why?is it hatred?...But I cant take any more..
Now your just a stranger to me with beautiful memories from my side so I may call you a known stranger..