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מרטין גיא
/ The Bitch

Hey, listen, I'm sorry, I didn't want this. You hear? Sorry,
I overreacted. I didn't want to go so far. But say. Wasn't I
right a little? I know, this was a bit too much, but wasn't
it also your fault? What do you say?
...
Nothing. Well, I get it, you're pissed off and offended and
don't wanna talk to me, but I think we should clean this up,
the sooner the better. I don't want our relationship to be
cracked by that. So what, are we gonna talk about it?
You don't answer.
Alright, I'll také it as if you agreed. I'll start
from myself. As I already said, I'm sorry, I overeacted. But
do you really have a feeling I hadn't the right to do it?
Not at all? I think I had.
Damn, who the hell you think you are? All the time we know
each other you cheat on me and now... now you even don't
have enough... enough... courage to say anything? Who gave
you the right to play with me like that? Yeah, it's your
fault as well, how many times I warned you, huh? Well, it
doesn't matter. So... How long do we know each other? A
year? A year, right?  And since the beginning you've known I
love you. You've known that all the time, or, if you want to
dissagree, you've known that at least since the time I wrote
you that. Since the time I declared my love. And that's also
been some time ago.
You knew very well I'd do anything for you. Everything, you
know? It was enough fo you to show me, hell, to make a hint:
I want this and I gave it to you. I would bring the stars
down fom heaven for you. You could have everything.
And you knew that very well, didn't you? Used that. Took
advantage of it!
Oh, you've been just smiling all the time, like knowingly
and significantly when I've been asking you If you also love
me. You used to shrug your shoulders, didn't you? And then
you'd say: "Gimme that" and I did without hesitation,
because it seemed to me I hear unspoken: "And I'll be
yours." Bullshit, you just used my money, got on my nerves,
played with me.
Goddamit, didn't your mom teach you nothing's for free?
That if you want something you have to give something as
well? I wanted your love and gave you all you desired. You
see? I wanted something, I didn't hesitate to give. From my
side it was all right. And you? You've just been taking, but
have you ever given me anything? I gave you what you wanted.
Did you give me what I wanted?
NO.
No. You've been just taking, selfishly, greedily, But I
didn't get anything, to hell with that!
Shit, If you knew you didn't love me, why did you
také what I gave? Why didn't you honestly say: "Look,
it's  sensless, don't give me anything, I don't want
anything from you, coz what you want from me, I just cannot
give you."
Why?
Because you liked it, didn't you? You liked that somebody
took care of you, fulfiled all your desires, whatever you
asked. And all of that for free. It was enough to keep me
tense. T'was enough to imply what you could give me as a
reward, but you didn't give anything. Nothing.
And all of a sudden you start to be tired of it, of me and
you find yourself another whim.
What the fuck did you think I was gonna say? How did you
expect me to react? What? What did you think, when you'd
come and recklessly anounce to me:" I love somebody else.
And I'm pregnant with him..."
You thought I'd bow down? Put my tail between my legs like
a beaten dog? Go someplace else? Did you? And now you're
lying here, staring to a ceiling, not talking. You've got
nothing to tell me?
But look, I'm a nice guy. I understand it, everybody makes
mistakes, we're just humans, aren't we? And I fogive you.
What do you say?
And I apologize as well, I realize I overreacted. You have
to understand, it was a bit too much.
Sorry.
Well... Aren't we gonna forget about it? Aren't we gonna
start anew?
You don't speak...
Oh, I got it, I know why you don't speak. You are scared.
Here, look, I'll put the knife away and we'll start anew.
You see? The knife's gone.
So why don't you speak? Why are you just lying not saying
anything?
Talk, goddamit!
Talk, you bitch, talk!
Say something!!!







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בבמה מאז 24/3/04 21:57
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