Sep 20, 2006
MR. MORGAN
(continuing)
Alright. Anyone brave enough to read theirs aloud?
No one moves. Then Kat slowly raises her hand.
KAT
I will.
Patrick looks up.
MR. MORGAN
(anticipating the worst)
Lord. Here we go.
Kat stands and walks to face the class. She clears her throat before reading from her notebook.
KAT
I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car
I hate it when you stare
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind
I hate you so much it makes me sick
It even makes me rhyme
(She pauses, then continues...)
I hate it...
I hate the way you're always right
I hate it when you lie
hate it when you make me laugh
Even worse when you make me cry
(She begins to cry as she continues to read.)
I hate it when you're not around
And the fact that you didn't call
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you
Not even close
Not even a little bit
Not even at all
Será que você me entende agora? É maior que eu, está fora do meu controle e é, sim, incondicional. Mas eu prometi e não vou fugir; não dessa vez.
Amo você.
Que o amor seja de verdade e que (torço muuuuito) seja correspondido. =)
Beijo